Forgetful?

The key to my driver’s side door doesn’t work, so I have to open the passenger door, (central locking) and walk round the car the get in the driving seat. Today I follow this set procedure.

After five seconds sitting in the car and looking at the keys in my hand I was aware of a lack of steering wheel and a hole to slot the key home and start the machine.

“I’ll drive,” I said to myself, as I opened the door to walk round the car.

How daft…!

No-one saw me and I’ll not tell a soul.

A secret senior moment nonetheless….

Good Welcomed News.

Good news is always a welcomed guest.

At the point I felt someone moving far away from influence and help, experience tells me they were to be moved without thought or favour to ’who knows where.’ I was actually expecting a phone call from somewhere far off, even outside Yorkshire.

Word came, good news – relocation hardly further than they had been travelling  the last weeks. Beautifully, connections and hospitality are in place, friends are ready and a centre of prayer to continue a sometimes frightening journey.

Give us grace to welcome and sustain.

Their (and your) prayers are part of the construction that is our church family!

Places of Memories

Two Radios are Playing

One radio plays up-beat 50’s and 60’s rock and pop, the other tunes from the ‘Glen Miller’ era.

On the wall old pictures of Huddersfield from another time – sepia trams and buses and clean majestic buildings.

Oh yes there is also a TV blaring our daytime offerings at great decibels.

A garden window attracts the attention, with birds and plants grabbing the eye.

This could be any nursing home for the elderly and infirm. I sit waiting for a certain individual with a second mug of milky tea, the first had sugar added. I wait, senses blasted by various sorts of media. So I write in my note book.

This is the hyper-stimulation for memories of failing bodies and some distant minds. Happy they seem – but shells of humanity being drawn by vague moments of unrelated input.

Are we the sum of what we remember?

Jesus Saves!

“I’ve been a good boy, I have.”

I’ve defragged and cleaned, I’ve tuned and updated my virus protection. All which means I cannot find any files that have been deleted because they have had their labels snaffled and the place where they rested demolished.

Only……

Jesus saves and I did not….!

An awful lot of Lenten Powerpoint work gone.

Ah well a coffee and start again.

Can the ‘WWW’ Be Spiritual?

My starting point is ‘yes’, simply because I have spent another morning trying to work out how a Lent Group can rely on visuals to draw out gospel truths and therefore focus learning in a non traditional way. What picture(s) does the word ‘Hospitality’ bring to your mind’s eye?

Then I was looking for something specifically visual for the early part of Matthew 10. Not much luck in the trawl on Google, however I phrased my search. Nothing is devised or tagged as yet…!

And yet….and yet….

I found this wonderful extract based around the call of the disciples and the following of Jesus. It is based on what would have happened if the whole of Jesus’ ministry was ‘Twittered’. Nothing to do with Matthew 10 – but I was inspired to contact the parish wordpress whizz to work his magic.

I found the piece both clever in its design and moving in its proclamation of the Gospel story.

Follow the link to media on the Huddersfield Parish Church Web Site.