Saturday, November 29, 2008

Church Christmas Card

It's that time of year again - the Church Christmas Card time of year. With Sarah being on staff now she was designated buyer of needed resources. After much work having been done on the foyer of the church we were this year restricted to a much smaller board space (we reassured Dave that we were not going to be stapling to the walls this year...)

It seems that each year we get a little bit more ambitious with our lettering, going from 'Have a heavenly Christmas' the first year to 'We have seen His star in the East and we have come to worship him' last year, to the epic lettering of 5 of our most favourite lines from carols and Christmas songs this year - 'Unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies And their hearts believed again for the peace of men Can this tiny light set a world on fire Come, bow down and worship; come let's worship the king'. After borrowing a Big Shot die cutter, cutting out the lettering took most of yesterday evening, but that was only a small part of the job - setting out the words so that they would fit nicely onto the border was a much greater challenge! We had estimated accurately, however, and the words that we had chosen fit comfortably on the available space.


We then carefully fixed garden meshing to the backing by attaching garden wire with staples to the board and then twisting it on to fix it. We made a manger for the middle of the board and attached it in the same way then finally rounded the whole thing off with some wired gold ribbon wound around the whole board. There were moments when I never believed that we would get it finished but Sarah and I are, once again, thoroughly proud of the result!

Monday, November 03, 2008

My mug

Went to All Fired Up to collect my creation this morning, then christened it with a brew at the Chap Centre!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Pot painting, friends and jollity

Yesterday I went with some good friends to All Fired Up in Lancaster. It is a coffee shop where you can paint ceramics as you socialise! We had so much fun, I painted a mug with a picture of a princess on one side and 'Miss Swarbrick's mug' written on the other side. I can't wait for it to be fired so that I can collect it and start to use it for a good ol' brew! Mmm mm. We were in the shop for 3 1/2 hours, beavering away. Debbie painted a very professional looking heart shaped vase with a flower on either side (genius, in my opinion) and Ellie painted a teapot/teacup combination very cleverly with the picture spanning the pot and lid (what talented ladies they are!)

Afterwards we went back to the Peatpeople's place for yummy fish and chips and television viewing - Peter Kay's X-Factor/any other live voting type show spoof. Loved it! Particularly Nelson Mandella-ella-ella-ella-ella under my umberella... Genius!

The Dinster (Dinester? Deanster? Dino.) is becoming more sociable, though I remained happily sandwiched in the middle of the sofa with a coffee table in front of me - safe from woofy dogs, sharp teeth and slavvery mouths :) Sarah fed him treats and stroked him - she's a braver woman than I!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Having a ball

Last week church held a ball. Why? Why not?!

It was a good excuse to wear pretty dresses!

Friday, September 26, 2008

Perhaps the busiest week in my life so far...

It has indeed been a hectic one this week. Yesterday was Open Day/Evening at school, starting at 1.30 in the afternoon (still in classes) and going on until 8 in the evening with an hour for tea. After half a week on residential last week and then 2 days of unproductive activity to fill up the rest of the week with a classful of exhausted small people I had only 3 and a half days in which to complete a piece of quality writing each and put it up on display. Yesterday morning was a highly stressed environment, a class of children in the ICT suite as journalists and editors putting together a newspaper about their trip to Kingswood. I ran with the role play scenario in a 'YOU ARE 5 MINUTES AWAY FROM YOUR DEADLINE!' kind of way, closely followed by 'THE NEWSPAPER IS GOING TO PRINT, IF YOUR ARTICLES AREN'T IN YET YOU'VE MISSED IT!' We did get it all done and magically displayed on the wall with duplicates backed and up too (all thanks to Mrs H - well done indeed!). Open Evening isn't something that I take to easily and with my own fast approaching presentation to parents it was quite stressful.

This morning was school harvest in church and all classes presented a 'something'. We did a Fischy Music song 'Wonderful World' with actions and instruments including a couple of djembes that we have for our drumming club. Finding time to rehearse this week hasn't been easy as I'm sure you can imagine, but it went well in the end. Choir sang a number as well which was very well received. The numbers for choir have swelled this year to over 30 now - I'm so proud! I love leading choir so much and we have even managed to recruit a few boys now as well. I'm still on a recruitment drive for boys though - there are none from my class in it yet - I'm determined to draw them in through those lunchtime doors!

In the meantime I think I'm in for a well deserved weekend.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Residentials, sleep deprivation and wedding happiness

Woo hoo, blogger has let me in today!

Well last week was a crazy one indeed. The first 3 days of the week were spent down in North Wales at the Kingswood Activity Centre in Denbigh with my class. I did have some trepidations, specifically about times that younger children wake up and the noise that they make when they wake each other up (I like my sleep!) but was pleasantly surprised to wake on the first morning at 7 and on the second morning after 7! Wonderful indeed. We had such a brilliant time, though the weather was wet, the staff were absolutely brilliant and the kids were well behaved. Marvellous. However, the remaining two days in school were somewhat of a blur... really was so exhausted by the Friday that it was almost all I could do by the lunchtime to lift my sandwich to my mouth and chew! An afternoon PE lesson woke me up a little but I was so very glad come 3.15!

Following on from that I have been down to Birmingham this weekend for another lovely wedding. It was a fabulous day for it, possibly the best Saturday that we've had all summer - definitely well chosen, Roz!! The bride was stunningly gorgeous as ever and the whole day was a wonderful event. It was great to catch up with friends again and to look forward to seeing them all again in 5 weeks at the next wedding! No-one introduced me to the best man though, shame on them!!

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Busyness returns

It was the Southport airshow this weekend, so more opportunities to see the Red Arrows in action! As I was driving towards home they flew up in front of me, drew a heart in the air and threw an arrow through the middle. How kind of them to draw that just for me! Later on in the house we heard them coming back to Blackpool to land so rushed out into the garden to see them do their landing loop le loop and them whizz over the house - always worth a viewing!
This morning I am up early to continue my training regime - I'm aiming for 75 lengths in 45 minutes today!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

One and a half kilometres and a word from the Lord

Swam 60 lengths in 45 minutes today. Came home and then came the free newspaper through the door to spur me on...

Saturday, August 23, 2008

What should be my Olympic sport?

I have got ridiculously into the Olympics this year. I have found myself wondering whether to stay up to watch sports live (never actually did, but it was a serious consideration) and then have watched sports back to back on BBC. All this competitive sport action has got me angling to get into sport again and make it for the 2012... I'm not to old am I?! So, spurred into action I have been swimming twice this week already and swum 50 lengths both times. Yes indeed! But which sport to choose? Joy sent me a link which chose for me! It is a good choice I think! Just let me dust off that wet suit...




You Are Kayaking



You have a competitive spirit, but you don't like to compete alone.

You do well in a partnership, where you can feed off the other person's energy.

If you have the right partner, nothing can stop you. Your energy is infinite!

Thursday, August 07, 2008

New Wine N&E 2008

I have recently returned from another enjoyable week at that Christian gathering, New Wine (North and East). It tickles me that they have added 'East' into the name this year, perhaps realising that it gives the name some credibility; Newark not really being in the north....

*Warning: this post has become excessively long!*

I have been working on Boulder Gang again this year, the children's group for 10-11 year olds. In the evening they join with Rock Solid (8-9s) for Dream:Factory which is entirely led from the front with silly games, praise and worship songs, a talk and response and the inevitable gunging. As last year I took on the role of 'Age Group Leader' again for the 10s. Even more so this year I felt like I got to know my team and really tried to own my role. It is difficult to get to know the children's names when you don't own just one group of 30+ but are general overseer of upwards of 100 10 year olds. I really made the effort this year to sit in with the groups in the evenings and to try to engage with the kids. I did, however, get asked on more than one occasion if I was a yellow... or if I was a red... or whose group I was supposed to be in? Explaining that you're in all groups is a bit tricky! The children are quick to pick up on a hierarchy that I was keen to avoid - my role really is a whole lot less important than the group leaders who are the ones building real relationships, praying for and encouraging their group of children.

On the first day as everyone started to arrive I was overjoyed to be walking through the site when one of the children, recognising me from previous years, waved enthusiastically at me! What a lift it gave me! As the week progressed I remembered why I take this bus man's holiday each year. Although exhausting, I am convinced that I learn an awful lot more about God and about myself from the children than I would if I were an adult delegate going to the main meetings and going to seminars. Each day begins at 7.45 with a team meeting and worship before the doors open at 8.45. The morning sessions consist of a short together time with the 10s and 11s then onto rotations which take up the majority of the morning. The rotations are sport, craft, floating activity (this just means that it is different everyday, for example one day it might be learning a dance and the next day it might be science etc) and finally application. Application is the teaching slot which links into the evening talk and gives the group leaders a chance to talk to the children about their responses and to pray in different ways for what has been brought up. Finally the morning ends with half an hour of together time for 10s and 11s, some action songs and some silly games, finishing at 12.30. I seem to spend the majority of the mornings taking groups of children on toilet runs!! I think that in the morning craft is a very important time, that is when the leaders really have a chance to sit down on a table with some of their group, get to know them and chat to them about things that matter to them. I am convinced that craft time is vastly underrated in its value.

In the afternoons team members can do things like go to seminars and such like. I do nothing. Last year Sarah and I decided that we would not try to do anything extra in the afternoons - the children's work is tiring enough without trying to overdo it! Fortunately we were blessed with good weather this year which is so so very important when you go as a single person... sounds daft I'm sure, but it's mightily difficult to be sociable with the rest of your church when it is raining and everyone is holed up in their tents or else out at seminars. When the weather is good everyone congregates outside and it's so much easier to go up and join a group. This year our housegroup were mostly camped together slightly apart from the rest of the church group (not because they are antisocial but because the area we had been given to camp on was considerably too small for the number of people and tents we had to camp on it!) and so afternoons were generally spent chatting and lazing about outside someone else's tent, housegroup or not.

Evenings start again for the worker at 5.45 with another team meeting and worship time followed by doors opening for Dream:Factory at 6.45. This year our evening themes followed the story of Peter. There was also somewhat of an emphasis on healing this year, which I can't say I was entirely comfortable with. It seemed a bit falsely hyped as a result of the Florida thing (I suspect) and I was uncomfortable with so much focus on physical healing when I would suggest that most children suffer more from emotional scars like family break ups, bullying and friendship problems and feelings of self worth more than with their eczema. I did have to eat my thoughts, however, when a child who had fallen earlier in the week and broken their arm, had been to hospital and had a temporary cast put on it then was prayed for one evening and when they went back to the hospital their arm was no longer broken and they did not need to put another cast on it! I agree that that is an amazing story of God's healing power. Though as with many I struggle with why God heals some people and not others... a struggle I doubt will ever get resolved!

I was forever blown away by the privilege it is to pray with children, something that has been a growth in me completely over the last few years. I don't remember much about New Wine in Harrogate, but I remember being completely paralysed with fear 3 years ago when group leaders were asked to come to the front to pray for the children that had come forward in response to something. Then I didn't move and hoped that no-one would notice that I, a group leader, was still sat down. This year I had no such inhibitions and relished the opportunity to pray encouragement and strength into a child's life.

By 10pm my team worker's day was done. Just enough time to spend a little while with church people in the 'wine tent' for a drink and nibble and then it was time to go to bed ready to do it all again the next day!

I'll be back again next year. For sure.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Birthday happenings

Why is it that when your birthday falls in the middle of June it is still not safe to plan for a birthday barbeque??! Yesterday was not my birthday, the real thing was earlier in the week, but a few weeks ago (when the weather was warm and sunny) I planned for an evening of barbeque food and games up at the park; a joint birthday party for me and a friend whose birthday falls next week. On Thursday as the school teddy bear's picnic was taking place indoors I began to doubt whether we would be able to have a barbeque after all.... And so it rained. We rearranged ourselves, rang around and went for a nice meal in a pub instead! It was lovely. I don't go out with friends often enough and should do it more. Thank you to those who came, it was lovely to spend time with you!

Saturday, June 21, 2008

The joy of Guiding

Today I have been away at a Guide sleepover with my 'old' or rather 'home' guide unit along with another unit in the district. I have only been able to join them for the day unfortunately as this weekend has become quite a hectic one with birthday parties and school duties. Nevertheless I have thoroughly enjoyed myself.

Guiding can be so completely rewarding, seeing the girls really responding to one another, encouraging each other and working together. Yet it is all in such a relaxed and fun atmosphere that you just don't get at school. The guides have been working towards their 'Traditions in Guiding' badge so some of the activities may seem dated - that's the point! Still, you can have fun without doing a 'glamourama' Go For It (moreso in my opinion). In one short day we have: made patrol emblems and posters to decorate the hut, learnt the national anthem, played dominoes, done pioneering, made a trail and followed it, learnt and used hand and whistle signals, learnt ballroom dancing, made twists and cooked them on a campfire, had a campfire with songs and skits, played a quiz and made a catapult to throw a table tennis ball the furthest as well as set up and washed up after lunch, cooked tea on barbeques and even had free time! That is one activity packed day!

The most enjoyable part of the whole day has been how relaxed it has all been. No targets to fill, no pressure to achieve. But plenty of quality learning and tonnes of enjoyment. Can't ask for much more than that.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Oasis for women, words from the Lord and too much cheese

Yesterday was another of the wonderful women's days at church. Theme this time - self esteem and body image. On arrival there was a warmly laid out room with artwork from previous days and church events, tables set out cafe style, soft drinks and chocolate. Oh and chocolate. There were two chocolate fountains and copious numbers of strawberries, grapes and marshmallows.

As the afternoon got underway the Oasis planning team sat down in a panel on comfy chairs at the front. Connie described it as looking like Loose Women... and so it was! We discussed power and weakness, children, women's roles, how we feel about our bodies, colonic irrigation (that was a rather unpleasant aside!) and watched a clip of How To Look Good Naked (also quite cringeworthy, I shudder at the very thought!)

After much discussion, laughter and chocolate eating (I ate far, far too much!) we broke up into groups of 3 to pray for each other. It was one of those pressurised times that I really hate. Sarah and I got split up deliberately which annoyed me somewhat, not allowed to pray with friends obviously, and another two ladies joined me at my table. We numbered ourselves 1-3 then numbers 2 and 3 prayed for number 1 for 2 minutes and then were given another couple of minutes to share with that person what they had heard from God for them. Now, call me a cynic (Cynic! Cynic! I hear you cry) but I'm not really sure God works like that... "alright, Lord, you have 2 minutes in which to give me something specific for this one person that will mean something to them or encourage them; nothing airy fairy please..." Anyway, as I was praying for the first lady I was desperately hoping for something wildly exciting to happen or well anything really that I could share with her after 2 minutes. Perhaps my mind was far too consumed with the pressure of having to think of anything at all that I'd probably lost a minute of praying time in fretting! As I was praying a tune appeared in my head, "hooray!" I thought, "A word from the Lord!" and so I sang it through in my head to work out what it was.... only to discover that it was the Clover advert... So not that holy then. I didn't bother to share it. It reminded me of a talk that Jeff Lucas gave at Spring Harvest once where he described obscure 'words and pictures' that he's received in prayer meetings before speaking engagements. "Bless you, love", he thought, "I think you've been eating too much cheese!"

Too much sugar in my case perhaps?!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

My favourite time of year...

It has come to that marvelous time of year again. The time when I can no longer breathe in deeply and smile and thank God for the sights and sounds and smells of his beautiful creation. The mere sight of boys throwing handfuls of cut grass makes me sneeze!

This year I thought (hoped) that my hayfever would stay away. I have been driving home from work for the last couple of weeks thinking how I wasn't suffering yet and that maybe I had grown out of it as one is meant to in their twenties. But yesterday it arrived with a vengeance unfortunately and I'm beginning to remember what it feels like to desire to claw out my entire respiritory system with sharpened fingernails!

On a lighter note, optional SATs are done and marked, my reports are now written and out to parents and I've survived 'meet your child's new teacher/discuss your child's report' open evening. Marvelous!

Sunday, May 04, 2008

John Stephen Akhwari

Allow me a little self indulgence as I post this picture of my current hall display in school. We have been learning about Olympic heroes across the school and the hero that I chose for our class is indeed an inspiration.

John Stephen Akhwari of Tanzania ran the marathon in the 1968 Olympics in Mexico City, 40 years ago. Not long into the race he fell over, badly injuring his knee and his head. Despite this he did not give up, he continued to run even though he was in complete agony. An hour after the last runner had finished the race and the medals had been awarded to the winners of the marathon John Stephen Akhwari entered the stadium, limping the last few hundred metres to the finish line. Once he had finished a reporter asked him why he had continued to run even though he knew that he could not win the race, he replied, "My country did not send me 7000 miles to start the race. They sent me to finish."

Friday, April 25, 2008

Spring Harvest 2

I felt my blog was in need of another picture, there haven't been any pictures for a while. This is a picture of Beverley, who was on the X Factor last year, singing at Spring Harvest! How very exciting indeed!

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Spring Harvest

Last week I went to Spring Harvest in Skegness with some friends for a week. Spring Harvest is always an enjoyable affair (sometimes more fun than others!), it was really good this year to go with just a few friends who had been friends from University, catch up and remember crazy Uni days. There was plenty of silliness - always good!

The theme of the week was the last of a 3 year series starting with One God, then One People and this year One Hope. So this year the theme was eschatology and how the Kingdom of God is not just about what will happen when we die but that we can live now in the hope that we have in Christ. I was getting a bit fed up by the end of the week by the need to say 'eschatology' at every available moment. It felt a bit like they'd taught us a new word and had to keep using it so that we wouldn't forget it. I was half expecting a spelling test at the end of the week!

I particularly enjoyed the morning Radio stations. This year the mainstream one was in the Big Top. I missed the smaller setting of the marquee but it was still full enough for it to be in the Big Top so it was understandable really. There was plenty for us to think about and to consider in terms of hope in the world.

In the afternoons Sarah and I went to a series of seminars on Child Protection which were very helpful and informative, but hard going and quite draining after a while. They certainly caused us to think about our own church and how it could be improved and made to be a safer place for all.

On the final evening there was a celebration, we were told to go in our best party gear - so we made party hats out of the daily news sheets, Harvest News! Felt like a numpty, but then there's plenty of others out there at Spring Harvest doing odd things so we didn't stand out as complete weirdos!!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Easter and the joy of Bank Holidays

On Thursday after school I found myself wishing that there was no Bank Holiday this weekend - our KS2 production is next week and still needs quite a bit of work. If only we had Friday and Monday to work on it, I thought... But yet Easter seems to have been lost this week for me. It is such an opportunity to be in school during Holy Week and our school really tried to make the most of it. Except for my class and Year 5 who spent the whole week rehearsing like mad.

At school on Thursday the Year 2s performed their Easter assembly in church, retelling the story of Easter. It was the most moving account that I have ever seen. The part which really got me was when one child playing Jesus was kneeling at the front of church praying in the Garden of Gethsemene and a few others were sleeping around him when another group came charging up the aisle shouting "Get him!" at the top of their voices. I was choked. They took him down the other aisle and then a few minutes later came stumbling down the aisle again, this time with a cardboard cross tied to his arms. More than anything else this year, that will stick in my mind.

On Maundy Thursday evening I was helping to lead a meditation at church. I had organised a group of instrumentalists to play some Taize (unheard of at my church normally) and surprised myself by taking the lead. I had to, because I was in charge, but I surprised myself nontheless! I have sung Taize at my old church many times in the music group but have never had to think about what instrument to play when and how to build it up and then back down again. I thoroughly enjoyed the arrangements that we made and I'm itching to do it again!!

On Good Friday I played a small part in a Passion play at church. It was very moving indeed. There were a number of places, like stages around the church and a cast of three who moved from scene to scene forming a tableau on each stage as they went around. A narrator guided the congregation to follow each of these tableaux around the church, forming the crowd at Jerusalem arriving for Passover. Then there were a number more of us who read out the characters' parts as the story progressed. At one point in the story we became agitators, stirring the crowd to shout for Barrabas' release and Jesus' crucifixion. The most moving part for me was when three or four men who had been readers like me carried the cross from the back of the church, pushing through the gathered crowd to place the cross at the front.

The rest of Friday I spent with a friend talking and talking, walking and eating, drinking tea (because the cafe had no hot chocolate!) and talking some more. There was a lot to talk about.

On Sunday morning I was on the rota for operating the computer screens at church. I wonder what it is that means I get the most difficult services? I think the last time I was on the rota was for Tabernacles - another manic service! And with there being such a large gap since I was last on the rota I inevitably arrived having completely forgotten how to work the complicated maze of cameras, computers and DVD players. Church was so packed that there was about 10 people who had to stand behind me because there were no more seats and many more were squeezed onto rows and sitting on the steps on the balconies. One of the young people came and offered to help which I was very grateful for and so I placed him on the camera - one less thing to have to worry about, if he queued up the camera I could just switch to it.

And so now I am glad that I have been made to stop this weekend, stop thinking about school and the production at least. It has forced me to think about Easter and to reflect upon Jesus dying and rising again. After all, what is more important in life? A school production? Perhaps not.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

A busy time

Life is certainly quite manic at the moment. I have been nursing a croaky voice all week as preparations for our year 3, 4 and 5 production are well underway. I have mostly taken charge of the singing and so many rehearsals have strained my voice somewhat... Still there is no time or opportunity to rest my voice in the middle of preparing for a production and with my choir's concert tonight.

Yesterday was a big day for our school as the marketing team had arranged a day to celebrate our being in the top 100 schools in the country. My class played their Samba instruments as the whole school went on a mile-long conga around the village. I really felt for the ones who had to carry and play the Surdos - large bass drums, but they were the best at keeping the rhythm going! I was so proud of them, they were all listening to one another and continued to beat their drums and shake their shakers the whole way round.

Then in the evening I was off to Preston with our school swimming team for the Preston School's Swimming Gala. Again, another group to be proud of, and I couldn't let my already hoarse voice rest as I cheered and shrieked at the top of my voice! They won first place in our group - a real achievement!

With Holy Week next week and the school term still in full flow, with the production and my own choir's concert tonight I see no let up for the busyness of life in the near future!

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Church College Choir Festival

This evening I am off to the annual Church College's Choir Festival which is this year in Liverpool, what with Liverpool being the capital of culture in 2008. As a student I was in the chapel choir and each year would look forward to a weekend away with choir at the festival, for singing and general craziness. It was always such an awe inspiring moment when the combined choirs of around 12 Colleges joined to rehearse together for the first time. Suddenly going from a choir of about 12 to a couple of hundred, the power and beauty in a chord sung in harmony was simply beautiful. I remember remarking to a friend at one event about what it would be like to hear a choir of angels. A bunch shepherds standing on a hillside one ordinary night 2000 years ago must have remembered the beauty of that sight and sound for the rest of their lives.

And so tonight a friend and I go to hear the combined choirs again, and to hear the individual choir pieces and to reminisce of times gone by and all that we have sung together, and we will look forward to July when we will be joining with another, larger combined choir to sing Karl Jenkins' The Armed Man: A Mass For Peace in The Royal Albert Hall. I can't wait!

Saturday, March 01, 2008

WALT: to retell a story about Jesus

As Parent's Evening looms ever closer I have brought home a ridiculous pile of marking to catch up on this weekend. Most of the non-core subjects have hardly been marked at all because we file work now and don't have it in exercise books. It's not so easy to bring home a class set of files to mark a piece of work so I've got woefully behind on my marking. That's my excuse anyway.

On opening the first file this morning I came across one piece of work from RE where the children were asked to retell a story about Jesus that I had read to them. This one is so fabulously retold that I thought it deserved blogging.

Jesus was busy teaching in a house when a hole started forming, three jolly faces looked down beaming. Then they lowered a man on a dusty old mat to the ground, his whole body resting. Jesus smiled and walked over to the man and said, "your sins are forgiven."
"Nonsense," said a man, "only God can do that."
Jesus turned his head and said, "which is easier, to forgive this man or make him walk?" Jesus turned to the man on the mat, "walk" he simply said. The man picked up his mat and walked out and the jolly faces turned to big grins!

A future Bob Hartman perhaps?

Friday, February 22, 2008

LOL MGT

Our housegroup does just what a housegroup should. Over the last 4 and a half years since we first began we have grown and changed and in all fairness are far too large to still function as we should (dare I say the word 'split'?!) but the best thing is how we have got to know each other so well. Our discussions are often thoughtful, sometimes wise, we disagree and we agree, we share and we pray and we eat and we eat and we eat. And we play games. And we eat. We're good at eating.

One member of our housegroup has just started to text and she is hilarious! She is creating a whole new language that only a teenager can interpret, and even then with a little help! There was a discussion this week about whether we should set up a housegroup blog with a column all for her. I think we should.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Half Term

Half term is a time to attend to the things that have been ignored for a while. This is what I have been attending to today.


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The last of the Great Adventure's Great Speaking Tour?

Last week I ended my Speaking Tour with a final visit to the Ladies Evening Guild at my home church. They booked me as a speaker when I first came back from Kenya, 9 months ago! I was at first a little worried about speaking about my time in Kenya again, for two reasons really, firstly because I have not done any speaking about it for a good number of months and I was worried that I wouldn't remember what to say anymore but secondly because things have gone so badly wrong in Kenya in the last couple of months. I needn't have worried in the first instance, I had borrowed a projector from church and was able to show my photographs so all that I had to say came instantly rushing back to me the minute I saw them. As for the situation in Kenya now, I could only share what little I know from what Glyn and Jane have shared with me.

At the beginning of the evening my mum and I stood at the back, deliberately not looking at one another as we could have been transported straight onto the set of Calendar Girls, it was so unbelievably stereotypically WI! The most amusing part was when the secretary stood up to read out the minutes of the last meeting and told us all about what the previous speaker had told them about! No doubt next month they will be hearing all about my time in Kenya for a second time! There were murmurings of surprise when the ladies arrived to discover that the chairs were arranged facing the wrong wall so that I could project onto it, which amused me as well, though they didn't complain about the rearranged seating so I give them the credit for that.

So now the Great Adventure's Great Speaking Tour has come to an end, at least the end of all that I have been booked in for since returning from Kenya. If I was asked to speak to anyone else, I would do so willingly, though now it is a year since I went to Kenya I'm not sure how up-to-date it would be anymore.

Tagged!

Mike tagged me, the idea is this:

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five other people.

I'm sat on the floor planning a meditation and thinking about going for a walk in this wonderful February weather (not that I've got anyone who will go with me!!) So I have 2 books to hand... I'll go with the latter - Duncan's Pub Walks Lancaster to the Lakes, it has a sticker over the word 'pub' that my dad has written 'Christian Tea Shop' on so now it reads "Duncan's Christian Tea Shop Walks Lancaster to the Lakes". He's odd that one. So, page 123 is a walk from Silverdale to Arnside:

"The going can be quite tricky as you walk the last mile into Arnside, especially if it is a very high tide. However, there is always lots to see especially if you are a student of seaside flora: pink thrift, sea and buckshorn plantain, common gromwell, scurvey grass and black bryony can all be found in their time. For bird lovers there are always winged plover and redshank and over in the trees on your right you may hear wrens as they angrily announce ownership of their own piece of territory."

That made me chortle that did! Though I think it would have been better if page 123 had been one of the walks I hadn't done, I might have been inspired. I fancy walk 8 I think, Middleton to Sunderland Point. I've never been to Sunderland Point and I'd like to go and see Sambo's grave and all that. We studied the slave trade and the thriving Georgian port of Lancaster when I was a student and it interests me.

Anyway, rambling aside... I'm not going to tag anyone else because I don't think I know anyone who I could tag to be honest! So the link ends with me (again).

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Tiredness

I did think last night that I would probably be awake at school time this morning - for the last 2 days I have woken up before my alarm and so suspected I was at one of those points where I am getting the right amount of sleep (they normally last for about a week before I return to the impossible-to-get-out-of-bed stage). I even went to bed at a reasonable hour last night for a Friday - I was away by 11 and slept without waking (apart from to turn the heating off at 1 in the morning because it had been put on boost and the radiators were beginning to moan). I woke up this morning at 11. 12 whole hours of uninterrupted sleep. I must have needed that! Still shattered though... school is exhausting, honestly!

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Doubt

At the moment I am attending a series of discussion groups at church using the book Adventures In Missing The Point by Brian D. McLaren and Tony Campolo. This week we looked at the topic of doubt.

At first I thought it was going to be a pretty pointless discussion, I suspected that everyone would agree that yes it is OK to doubt and that would be it. I was unsurprised to find that everyone in our group did think that it was alright to doubt and we shouldn't be afraid of that, but I was pleasantly surprised by the level of discussion that came out of that.

One person asked whether as a community we were a place where it was acceptable to air doubt and that got me thinking. To tell the truth I don't think that I feel able to express doubt very often, and yet so often I feel plagued by it. There are occasions and places where I feel able to share a snippet of doubt but rarely do I feel able to say, "You know what, I just don't know what's true anymore." Yet for me doubt is something that I hold but I don't allow to take hold of me. It changes too, I don't always hold the same doubts, something that I held firmly before can become something that I don't understand anymore in the same way that something that I just don't get can become a bedrock of my faith.

In a rambly and badly quoting fashion I shared a poem from a children's anthology that I remember reading as a child myself and a story to go with it. With the wonderful aid of the internet, and a brain that hasn't been able to leave it alone all week I have been able to search out the poem and quote it properly here. The poem is When I Was Three by Richard Edwards:

When I was three, I had a friend
Who asked me why bananas bend,
I told him why, but now I'm four
I'm not so sure...

I remember thinking when I first read it that of course I knew why bananas bend and how could you not know that? I also remember a couple of years down the line reading it again and wondering why bananas did bend and wondering what reasoning I had first had that I no longer knew.

How much like faith is this wonderful four line children's poem. One year we can be so certain of why things are the way they are and yet another year down the line things can have changed so much that we're just not so sure anymore.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace

This Christmas season I have been reading an advent through to epiphany book called 'Beginnings and Endings (and what happens inbetween)' by Maggi Dawn. A couple of nights ago, just before I went to sleep I decided to listen to the last bonus track on Coldplay's X&Y before I read the chapter for the day, just because I like the song, and then I read all about Simeon. The song and the reading fitted together so completely I wondered whether it had been written with Simeon in mind all along:

Steal my heart and hold my tongue.
I feel my time, my time has come.
Let me in, unlock the door.
I've never felt this way before.

The wheels just keep on turning,
The drummer begins to drum,
I don't know which way I'm going,
I don't know which way I've come.

Hold my hand inside your hands,
I need someone who understands.
I need someone, someone who hears,
For you, I've waited all these years.

For you, I'd wait 'til kingdom come.
Until my day, my day is done.
And say you'll come, and set me free,
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.