“If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you have gained” ~ Neil Gaiman
I visited Yesterday’s Messy Church Session in Rowley’s Church Hall. The craft activities were centred around the story of the Poor Widows two mites, all she had to live on. Sitting and decorating a small money box bought. Memories of advice received many, many, many years ago on how to deal with a sixpence received as pocket money.
We were told it was sound economic sense to spend twopence, give twopence to help someone and to save twopence.
Not sure how the today’s child would feel about either the advice or just a silver sixpence for pocket money but as a silver surfer I do regret not having saved enough tuppences and giving possibly too few tuppences away, however I remember with pleasure sherbet dabs, and other childish delights purchased from big jars in sweet shop windows.
There were I think, many poor widows with just two mites to live on, back in my childhood days, giving for some would have been a sacrifice, but praise the Lord, give they did. Sitting amongst an opulence of glue, scissors and glitter, the Parable Jesus told of the Talents or bags of gold came to mind. (Matthew 25: 14-28). You may remember that one from Sunday School days; it’s the one where the rich man divided bags of gold between 3 servants – 5 to one, 2 to another and finally 1 to another according to ability. Of course it is always possible to make a bigger return on a bigger investment, the sad part of the tale is the 1 man given 1 bag did not even try….. Clearly then all Christians should at least try… Nothing ventured nothing gained.
In her summing up, Messy Church Leader, Jane Proud, pointed out that maybe we don’t, like the Poor Widow Lady, have bags of money to offer in our Lord’s service, but we all have been given something by him which we can offer up, that is our gifts our talents. And surely, Jane, I am sure would agree ~ our hearts.
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The days are shorter, the evenings longer. In side church it’s getting a little chilly now but St Giles Singers are so keen that nothing deters them from Wednesday Evening Singing Practice.
Forget that old cliche, “They need all the practice they can get”
They actually sound great, confidence is building and they are a credit to our Church Music Director Agata Beaman. Agata (she’, front left, 2nd pic) is longing to form a young people’s choir, and we are sure that her dream will be realised, but meantime, as these pictures show, her Senior Choir are loving her gentle, patient coaching and are thrilled by the results as she leads them on; already they have found themselves doing things vocally, they thought impossible just a few months ago.
It maybe, that like me, you find music and singing, calming. A little sing whilst doing housework I find therapeutic; it brings out the rainbow on a cloudy day. It is a mood changer
Messy Church was launched in Rowley Church Hall last month, yesterday afternoon’s session helped us to think about that tricky, mood anger. Somehow Christians find it difficult to own up to ‘anger’ – it is a taboo subject, something which we feel the bible condemns and yet, when we read of Jesus, upsetting the money changers’ tables and driving them out of the temple, we have to think again. The wife of a former Vicar was often heard to say,
“Don’t let anger use you. Use it!” Janet was good at this. She campaigned vigorously for Christian Aid, Age concern and any cause where she felt ‘fairness’ needed to be fought for. Somehow, I think that the Lord would have approved. If we want a fair world we have to make it so.
The picture shows the ingredients, vinegar, food colouring and bicarbonate of soda laid out with the sudden explosive, fizzy result – a picture of the sudden boiling out of raw anger.
By the Rivers of Babylon
The scripture we shared together was Psalm 137: 1-8. A psalm which Christians find hard to deal with, yet it does express, eloquently in vivid terms how human beings feel, when uprooted and forced from their homelands, when the memories of atrocities are fresh, when the vinegar bitterness won’t let them forget… What do they, what do we do with anger like that?
Jane, our Messy Church Co-ordinator suggested,
“We give it to God!”
Which is precisely what the writer of Psalm 137 is doing in these bitter, tearful words … Giving it to God and as Jesus taught God is just. We can trust the Him to convert our angry energy into the transforming energy of which works to bring good as His Heavenly wisdom, and Holy Spirit direct it.