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Don’t Pigeon-hole Yourself

Sunday 21 February 

How do we self-define and how do we self-limit by pigeon-holing ourselves.

I have had a number of conversations in the past week where, within the conversation, someone has self-defined and self-limited by one singular way of describing themselves. The categories chosen were around age, illness, orientation, wealth, work status and relationships

Yet one particular person with a life changing illness refused to be pigeon-holed by their condition. In fact they have a certain holiness because their life is filled with a Christ-like drive to live life in all its fullness and experience.

If we limit Jesus by defining him don’t do the same to yourself. 

Don’t pigeon-hole yourself

Little Lad

Monday 25 January

Another Epiphany. Jesus returns home, gives an indication of his self awareness and of scripture’s pointing.

But they knew him, his mum and dad – his growing and his origins. They could not see beyond what was in front of them and what they knew in the moment.

My boyhood church came to a flower festival being held at the church where I was vicar. Various people echoed two comments:

“Why don’t you come home? ”

“I remember when you were this big!”

Two comments that help me understand how Jesus felt. Akin to a people and a place, but so different in himself.


Real Gift.

Tuesday 23rd December 2014

What is your favourite Christmas carol? What do you find yourself humming to yourself? Which ‘musac’ turns your smile into a frown as you hear it for the umpteenth time around town?

A close friend of mine who died recently always wanted to sing ‘Christian Awake, salute the happy morn’, at Midnight Mass. I would tell him, I preferred to sing it when folk were actually out of bed and it was morning. It traditionally sung by the Huddersfield Choral Society before their seasonable rendition of ‘Handel’s Messiah’. The hymn book version though has six long verses to tackle. My friend had to make do with three verses!

My favourite words though are from the carol ‘In the Bleak Mid-Winter’.

“What can I give Him poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb.
If I were a wise man I would do my part.
But what can I give him – Give my heart!”

Amongst the last minute madness, just ask what is life about, what would God want of you? Giving something of real substance to another. You always know when you have tasted the real gift for someone.

Rev’d Canon Simon Moor, Vicar of Huddersfield Parish Church

For Yourself!

Monday 8th December 2014

“Hold on there, for just one cotton picking minute.”

Now I had a flash of ‘Laurel and Hardy” or at least a very old post ‘talkie’ era or it might have been Elmer Fudd or Daffy Duck. There was this character who said: “Hold on there, for just one cotton picking minute.”

You know I watch the mayhem, the driven hustle and bustle leading up to Christmas and I want to shout, “Hold on there, for just one cotton picking minute.”

A friend said they had gone shopping on such and such a day because they thought that no one else would have had the same idea. Guess what? Half of Yorkshire had had the same idea.

‘One cotton picking minute’ for yourself then, a cup of tea and a vision of what makes you happy. The world is then a better place for you mind, body and the stress of the season.

Rev’d Canon Simon Moor, Vicar of Huddersfield Parish Church