It’s Ember card season and I have already been overwhelmed by the beauty and creativity of my cohort. It is an absolute joy every day to see something new and different, personal and yet eminently buy-into-able, often but not at all always surprising, often but not at all always match-up-to-the-owner-able. Yesterday more…
Oh look, quite a gap in posting. These days, that means a lot of work and such near deadlines that procrastination to blog doesn’t get a look in. Oh, wait… (It usually also means there’s a load of firefox tabs waiting to be blogged, which is not totally untrue either, though mind is currently too focussed on finishing to do anything.)
Anyway, I’ve been copying and pasting some stuff from my Theology certificate portfolio to put in the introduction to my pastoral portfolio (obviously I hope I’ve moved on somewhere in 4 years, but I wanted a particular piece) and I have always meant to post some of it. Since it’s on the old laptop I am currently using, here it is:
“How will you be remembered at dinner a year after your death?” At the time, it might have surprised most people, but round here these days I don’t imagine many would get it wrong… more…
The simple title on screen. Could have been any artwork. But this one, this crucifixion, not by just any artist, but by Gunther von Hagen – the artist of death. I saw a few notices of the upcoming documentary, aired on Easter Day, that I watched earlier today, but less in terms of reviews afterwards. I sort of meant to look for reviews before watching it, but decided not to. I was intrigued. I’ve seen his work before. I’ve been to Bodyworlds. I would encourage people to go. I’ve read the info they give to anyone interested in donating themselves to their foundation, and I’ve seen how plastination works. And I have faith. I found Crucifixion a really moving programme. I saw a few “I’m a Christian, this is offensive” comments on the web when I looked afterwards, but I can’t agree
I ought to be working, but having worked stonkingly hard Friday and yesterday, somehow today isn’t quite happening. I’ve given up getting too stressed about days that don’t, although with still many many thousand words left to write, I can’t afford very many of them. Partly I’m struggling with the (too fortunate) luxury of not knowing which to do next (there are so many to choose from…) so I’ve been effectively unproductive. Although it means I’ve done a bit of catching up on some other stuff, a bit of previous lifeness, and as usual, a bit of blurring of lives at the same time.
I was a bit disappointed more…
It’s been a couple of days now,
I’ve not wanted
to say anything yet.
I suppose
I’m still trying to work out
what I think.
Obviously I’m thrilled.
It is him
and it’s amazing more…
follows ‘It is time‘
Oh God,
What have I done?
What have I given you over to?
I know it was part of the plan -
it had to be someone;
but oh my God -
what have I done? more…
We are often slow to follow the example of Christ.
Lord, have mercy.
We often fail to be known as Christ’s disciples.
Christ, have mercy.
We often fail to walk the way of the cross.
Lord, have mercy.
from the Bishops’ Consultation Eucharist
Taize window: To Jerusalem








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