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Back to work tomorrow. As in properly back to work – wearing the collar and such like. (Which is more of an indicator of mental attitude than anything else). So I’m feeling just a little glum – it’s been quite a long time since I’ve had 3 weeks off and I’ve got rather used to it! I do enjoy the work, though. Mostly. The positives vastly outweigh the negatives. It is me.

Some random thoughts:
– the vocation is to God not the church
– I have to keep faith with what I have received
– speak the positive don’t respond to the negative
– I’m pushing on an open door
– God wants more from me

– fall in love with the process

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Two from last night, when I took a LOT of pictures. I’m sure you’ll see more in due course. I’m enjoying cropping them to pretend that they’re wide-angle!

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This might seem paradoxical, but I suspect part of my drive in digging into PSA is a desire to find common ground with evangelicals. It’s one aspect of how and where I’ve grown in my understanding of the faith over the last few years because in person (and I accept that this may not come across on the blog!) I do seek consensus and common ground. I just find PSA virtually impossible to swallow. So it becomes like a pebble in the shoe – I just won’t get comfortable until I know what to do with it.

A different image: I feel like I am emerging out from underneath a heavy rock as I get stuck in to understanding evangelicalism. I still carry some wounds from early exposure to bad theology (bad evangelical theology). The trouble is, I see PSA as part of the rock and I still have to do some heavy lifting to get the rock off my back.

If PSA isn’t part of the rock then that is a good thing. But clearly – as at least Tim has realised 😉 – some of the issues at stake in all this aren’t simply about PSA! Ho hum. This blog – and my life – are works in progress.

Or: it’s not enough to be right, I have to be loving. I have become precisely that which I was criticising; I am mirroring the spirituality.

I am cursing the darkness when what I actually need to get on with is lighting candles.

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I took a whole bunch of photos the other day, trying to get some sort of visual parallel between this bit of driftwood on the beach, and the sails in the background. Couldn’t get it to be quite what I wanted, but this is OK I think. (I suspect I shouldn’t have been using the zoom lens….)

Not alone


Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Oh, no, no no, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide

You’re too old to lose it,
too young to choose it,
And the clock waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe but you don’t eat when you’ve lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide

Chev brakes are snarling
as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don’t let the sun blast your shadow
Don’t let the milk-float ride your mind
They’re so natural – religiously unkind

Oh no love! you’re not alone
You’re watching yourself but you’re too unfair
You got your head all tangled up but if I could only make you care
Oh no love! you’re not alone
No matter what or who you’ve been
No matter when or where you’ve seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I’ve had my share, I’ll help you with the pain
You’re not alone

Just turn on with me and you’re not alone
Let’s turn on and be not alone
Gimme your hands cause you’re wonderful
Gimme your hands cause you’re wonderful
Oh gimme your hands
cause you’re not alone

(David Bowie)