Sorry about lack of blog… boring life, good soundtrack
That’s enough to be getting on with…
I tried the “lyrics on friday” game but I’m bad at singling out one track for the week… And you don’t get to hear it! So, in true fast show style….
This week I have mainly been listening to
•foy vance (esp the limited ed eps from the gig)
•indigo girls- become you (esp you’ve got to show)
•duke special covers (esp got life and video killed the radio star)
•St Dominics preview by van morrison… All day on repeat
•just switched over to astral weeks
Go forth and spotify
Sho, this was originally going to be a post about how much I love going to churches where I actively disagree with the preaching but I realise that “love” and “”enjoy” are not suitable words for this. My last “church” was a semi worthwhile substitute which served the useful purpose of refining my opinions but ultimately it made me doubt my convictions and hate myself.
My masochistic tendency to go to churches that I dislike for long periods of time is (hopefully) dead. I am now worshipping in a community that challenges me for the right reasons and where I feel like it’s ok to disagree. There was a time recently where that would have seemed like a dull prospect…
I will mourn the passing of the most argumentative phase of my faith and hope that with its passing I can move towards a greater understanding of the people I disagree with. I now know that i need to be in a supportive, loving place so that can happen.
There was a distinct lack of alleluias in church this morning… So I thought I’d blog one now
Alleluia
Trying not to moan about church too much, should make it an Easter resolution.
Have a wonderful day whatever you’re doing!
In anticipation of spending a lot of this week in Stormont Presby here are a couple of things that I’ll have fun readjusting to
Warwick preached a blinder on Sunday on the myth of redemptive violence (link to follow when his site is up again) and loads of friends reminded me that fellowship always starts with a hug (unless you’re Fran and don’t do that sort of thing) so, all in all, glad to be home but looking forward to going back to St Mary’s nonetheless.
This is what you missed, god
when you were dead:
the sun kept rising
each morning,
and we kept on living.
When you were dead, god
we picked up the pieces of our life
and the remnants of yours
we found each other
and together we honoured the memory of you
and we did what we needed to do
to let you go.
So while we celebrate your resurrection
can you understand why we are so afraid of it?
and why it’s so hard to let you
back into the parts of our lives
that were existing just fine without you?
We kept living when you died, god,
but don’t make us do that again.
From Cheryl @ [hold:: this space]
” Without equivocation or hesitation I fully and completely admit that I deny the resurrection of Christ. This is something that anyone who knows me could tell you, and I am not afraid to say it publicly, no matter what some people may think…
I deny the resurrection of Christ every time I do not serve at the feet of the oppressed, each day that I turn my back on the poor; I deny the resurrection of Christ when I close my ears to the cries of the downtrodden and lend my support to an unjust and corrupt system.
However there are moments when I affirm that resurrection, few and far between as they are. I affirm it when I stand up for those who are forced to live on their knees, when I speak for those who have had their tongues torn out, when I cry for those who have no more tears left to shed.”
-Pete Rollins
most things I say can be said in 140 characters or less… unless I’m nervous when I tend to babble. Look over there –>
Last Thurday I was having a quiet wee coffee and reading my book in a coffee shop in Glasgow city centre before GRF. There were only 3 of us upstairs in the coffee shop and the other 2 were having an animated conversation that I couldn’t help but overhear.
After about 10 minutes I realised that I knew the situation that they were talking about.
After another 30 seconds I realised that I knew the people they were talking about.
I put down my book and then realised that was a bit obvious and picked it back up again…
Everytime the guy I didn’t agree with in the discussion said ‘don’t quote me on this but’ my ears pricked up… I may have even taken notes at one point.
I am horribly nosey and I probably talk about people more than I should… I realise I’m doing it when I start looking over my shoulder to check who else is in the room but this has reminded me of an important lesson-
Even if you don’t know the other person in the room… it doesn’t mean you’re safe. (tongue firmly in cheek)
They talked for 45 mins and I heard every word.
I’m procrastinating but I’m going to have to find something else to do because it took me about 5 mins and 2 google searches to find out who they were.
(just realised that last sentence sounds threatening… it’s not, but I am very likely to come across both of them in the future and my entire opinion of them is based on a conversation that I shouldn’t have heard and they may not even remember…)
Sorry for the long list but I felt like posting and didn’t feel like posting on one particular thing… I know posts like this are hard to read but if got to the end, Well done!
Off for a few weeks from Friday and going to see Ross Noble on Saturday… 
