Keep Calm 'cause it's nearly the end of the school year
It's only a few weeks to go now! The school holidays are just around the corner.
In our magazine this month you will find a number of interesting articles on holidays, reflecting on how some people cope, struggle, or survive them, and how some aim to make the most of these weeks.
But before the holidays start, there are those last GCSE and A-level exams to sit, or reports to write. In our First Schools we are preparing for our special Leavers' Services in church on Friday 19 July at Axbridge (at 9:15am) and at Shipham (at 2pm). You are welcome to join us at these services.
At both our First Schools we will be celebrating the enormous strides which the children have made in their first five years of school, and wishing them well as they move on to the next stage of their education.
At the end of this term at Shipham we won't just be saying goodbye to the Year 4 children. Mr Mike Jory will be leaving us as Head Teacher at Shipham and Draycott & Rodney Stoke First Schools to take up the role at another school in Glastonbury. He has been Head across these two church schools within the Mendip Edge Federation for five years. We will be sorry to see him leave, are grateful for all the energy and enthusiasm he has brought to the role, and wish him every success for the future.
With education in mind, on Sunday 7 July in our 10 o'clock service at Axbridge in our This Time Tomorrow slot we'll be hearing from Tony Wilson. In January Tony took up the post of Director of Education for Oxford Diocese with a responsibility for 283 Church of England schools across Oxfordshire, Berkshire and Buckinghamshire. It will be interesting to hear his reflections on the joys and challenges in education today, and particularly what distinctive qualities a church school can offer to young people and families in today's world. I'm sure it will be very interesting. Try and come if you can.
We trust that all our schools help to foster a love of learning, which children and young people will carry with them through the whole of their lives. Whether their next step is a new school, university or work place, this ability will stand them in good stead and help them to make the most of opportunities that come their way. As the Duke of Wellington said, 'Wise people learn when they can; fools learn when they must'.
Recently Heather and I have enjoyed some trips to the theatre in Bristol. We were glad to get to Matilda the Musical. This marvellous adaptation of the Roald Dahl children's book tells the story of Matilda, who develops an insatiable love of reading. 'The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives.' Make sure you put at least one trip to the local library on the to-do list for this summer holiday - and it won't cost you a penny!
We also managed to get to the Old Vic Theatre School production of The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby. This was the production of the final year students before being launched into their careers, and they certainly did Dickens' tale proud. They brought to life the extraordinary characters of Wackford Squeers and his dreadful academy, Ralph Nickleby, a man for whom money is everything, and the joyous travelling theatre company run by Vincent Crummles. Through his adventures Nicholas finds his way to live with dignity and wisdom.
Of course, you could go straight to the Bible if you're in search of wisdom! The Book of Proverbs sums it up when it says:
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.
Best wishes for the last few weeks of term and the summer holidays when they come!
with Love and Prayers
Thought for June 2019: #SOMERSETROCKS
From Ascension Day to Pentecost, 30 May - 9 June, we are invited to join in praying the line from the Lord's Prayer…Thy Kingdom Come.
Through the centuries, Christians have gathered during this period to pray for the coming of the Holy Spirit. Thy Kingdom Come picks up this tradition with an international call to prayer. Now in its third year, this initiative has grown quickly, and is shared across many countries. Archbishop Justin Welby writes, “I cannot remember in my life anything that I've been involved in where I have sensed so clearly the work of the Spirit.”
Our Diocese of Bath & Wells is encouraging us to use stones as triggers for prayer as a church during a service, or at home, hence the hashtag Somerset Rocks. Throughout scripture, rocks are commonly referred to as a symbol of God's reliability. We read, for example, in the Psalms, "Lord, be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress…". It's a prayer that God will be there no matter how messy or uncertain things may be around us.
There are 50 ideas with everything from making rock cakes to building a cairn! A cairn is a human-made pile of stones that is used as a landmark. The Celtic church also developed a Caim or circle prayer, using a circle of small stones that people can sit or stand in as they pray. One such prayer in this tradition, by David Adam, goes:
Circle me O God
Keep hope within
Circle me O God
Keep peace within
Keep turmoil out.
Circle me O God
Keep calm within
Keep storms without.
Circle me O God
Keep strength within
Keep weakness out.
There are many different ways we can get involved with Thy Kingdom Come locally. Each morning there will be prayers in one of the churches of the Cheddar valley, beginning at Axbridge Church on 30 May, Ascension Day at 9am. On Saturday 1 June there will be an ecumenical pilgrim walk to Wells, starting at Cheddar Baptist Church at 8:45am. The walk will finish with prayers at the wells in the Bishop's Palace. The following Saturday, 8 June, we have a day of prayer at St Leonard's, Shipham, from 8:30am - 8:30pm. The season will culminate in a special service at Axbridge Church on Pentecost Sunday at 6:30pm.
But when we pray, I wonder what it is we are looking for? Do we expect it to be a way of persuading God to give us what we want? Or is prayer instead something we do as we engage with God, and pray for what he wants? ‘Thy Kingdom Come', is followed by the words 'Thy will be done'. We pray for the coming of God's Kingdom in our lives, the lives of those around us, the life of our churches, communities and beyond. We look for God's agenda, not ours.
Prayer is the way we have been given to see God's power at work in every situation, to help us cope, to overcome evil, and to witness change.
Thy Kingdom Come, is an ideal opportunity for all of us to deepen our friendship with Jesus, bring others to know Jesus or know him better and to come to know that every aspect of our life is the stuff of prayer. The national website is: www.thykingdomcom/global.
Don't forget that in June we also have the Axbridge Church Fete. This takes place on Saturday 15 June in the garden of The Court and in the school field on the Furlong. (If it's wet there is a plan B in the Town Hall and Church!) We are very grateful to the gang of people who have worked hard to make this popular social occasion take place this year, after a year off.
Thought for May 2019: On the Spot
In Holy Week the people of Paris were stunned to see their cathedral of Notre Dame engulfed in flames. This ancient church has stood for centuries as a symbol of the heart and faith of the nation. The next day revealed the extent of the damage, but before the fire was out people expressed their resolve to rebuild and restore. Generous offers of money came pouring in.
The charred remains reminded me of our visit to Christchurch in New Zealand a few weeks ago. There in February 2011 an earthquake, the second in a few months, struck the centre of the city. It was moving to visit the Quake City exhibition and hear some of the first-hand stories of what it was like on that day. 185 people were killed in the disaster, and thousands of buildings were damaged or destroyed, including the Victorian Gothic Revival-style cathedral. The once majestic spire came down and lay in a heap of rubble.
Eight years on, and what seemed like the whole of the centre of the city is being rebuilt. Work on the cathedral, though, has taken a very long time to get going and there is a gaping hole at one end of the building. There have been lots of debates about whether to reconstruct what had been there or to build to a new design, and how it would be funded.
In the meantime the congregation has moved up the road to a new and temporary home, known as the Transitional Cathedral. As their website tells us 'Cathedrals usually stand as reminders of eternity and resurrection, as enduring monuments to human skill and inventiveness, and magnificent pointers to the presence of God among us. Their websites will tell you how they are the oldest, the largest, the tallest or the most significant of their kind. Christchurch Cathedral is slightly different. It is the world's only cathedral made substantially of cardboard!' And very beautiful and simple it is too. The cardboard cathedral is a powerful and exciting symbol of moving on.
There is so much of the Easter story to be found in the Christchurch experience. Twice in Matthew's account we read of earthquakes.
At the moment when Jesus died, we read how 'the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split and the tombs broke open… When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, "Surely he was the Son of God!"'
Then, at the resurrection, 'there was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.'
Whether they were physical earthquakes or that's just how it felt to the disciples, I leave with you. What was clear was that something earth shattering and changing had taken place, and the world would never be the same again. On the site of the damaged cathedral are the words: 'Let these stones speak of a love that endures forever.'
A few days after our visit to the centre of Christchurch, the calm was again destroyed, but in a different way. The Dean of Christchurch, Very Rev'd Lawrence Kimberley, writes, 'In the light of Mosque shootings in Christchurch, the contemplation of the last week of Jesus' life is more relevant than ever. We will follow Jesus into the garden of agonised prayer and see him abandoned. We will see the ways that prejudice, bullying, and racism lead to the death of an innocent person. We will come to the place of crucifixion and see our own complicity with the forces of evil that helped to nail Jesus to the cross. The story does not end there, however. We will also celebrate hope breaking through in the resurrection of Jesus, and how love, which flows from the heart of God, is the most powerful agent of healing, restoration, and change, that has ever existed. Holy Week is an unfolding of the immense love of God for the world; a love that holds on to every part of us and transforms whatever is broken into goodness beyond our imagining.'
May the joy of resurrection be yours!
Thought for April 2019: Ken Browne writes: The World in which we live
I write this a few days after the attack on the mosques in New Zealand There is horror and revulsion around the world at this evil act. There is also significant fear that something like that could happen again. This time is was from a right-wing extremist, but we still recall similar attacks by Islamic groups.
The events of Bloody Sunday are once more being raked over and an ex-soldier faces a murder charge. Whatever your feelings on this and whether the man should be prosecuted for events of nearly 50 years ago, it reminds us of of a tragic era in which atrocities on both sides were committed.
There is still total confusion on Brexit (and by the time you read this you may know whether we are in, out or still dangling somewhere in the middle). One of the saddest aspects of this is the bitterness with which both sides attack each other - refusing to accept that those of different views may be sincere in their belief that they act for the best interests of the country.
Usually we can rely on "Red Nose Day" for some feel-good factor - showing that most people do care about others, but this year, donations are down - perhaps owing to an Internet spat about "white celebrity saviours" going to foreign countries in a paternalistic manner.
And please don't get me started on social media with the viciousness and bullying which seems to often to take place there, dehumanising people.
When we look at all the bad things going on around us we may well ask "So where is God in all this?" or even "does he even exist?" I have had this put to me many times and there is of course no simple answer. One that begins to make sense (at least to me) is that God has given us the freedom to choose how to act and if we choose to act badly that is down to us.
But as we work our way through Lent we are confronted eventually by Good Friday, and that provides us with the other half of the answer. "Where is God?" right in the midst of all this, hanging on the cross, absorbing all the evil, cruelty and viciousness which this world has to offer, and transforming it into love and forgiveness, symbolised by the Resurrection.
We are living in occupied territory, taken over by the power of evil, but the crucifixion and resurrection mark the start of God reclaiming his kingdom. We may not see good actions on the scale of evil ones, but they happen. Every time you seek to show the love of God in some tangible way, it marks another step in the establishment of God's Kingdom.
So in spite of all temptations to despair, remember that God is at work in this world and one day (perhaps not this side of the grave) we shall see his glory filling his creation.
A very happy Easter to you all.
with Love and Prayers
Thought for March 2019: Do you want to know a Secret?
One Sunday morning recently I found myself thinking that I'm sure a lot more people would love what the early Sunday morning Communion has to offer if they only knew and were prepared to give it a try.
We have an 8 o'clock service in each of the three churches once a month. Each one is a little different, but essentially they are gems that it would be sad to lose through lack of use.
I know that for some people the idea of getting up and out in time on a Sunday morning, especially when it is still dark, is a big no, no! If you have an early start every other day of the week, then a bit of a lie in once a week is great. For others getting up takes a lot longer now than it used to. I understand fully, and the last thing I want to do is to make anyone feel guilty. I just want to offer something that is profoundly good.
Peter Smith, who comes to the old Prayer Book service at Axbridge, writes:
'Do you want to know a Secret? No, not just the words to Billy J Kramer's 1960's hit, but once a month there is a service that has some of the greatest lines in the English language. You also get to sit in the best seats in the house, nothing in the way, (like one of those great big pillars), and you can even see the altar, even if you arrive a bit late.
It was about 35 years ago when I was confirmed in St Andrews in Cheddar and Rev Victor Daley suggested that as I had a busy life bringing up a family and running my business, that the 8am service on a Sunday would enable me to fit attending Church in as well as all the other things I had to do on my day off.
I have to admit that the first few services left me a bit bewildered. However, after a while I found the rhythm of the service which then enabled me to worship God within a familiar framework of words, sentences and paragraphs.
So, on the second Sunday, you will find me and a few others getting up early to attend the traditional Prayer Book version of the Holy Communion.
If you have never been, try it once in a while, and see what I mean, and then walk over to the Co-op, pick up the Sunday papers, slide off home to enjoy a leisurely breakfast, and still have the rest of the morning to wash the car.
It is meet and right so to do.'
As for me, 8 o'clock Communion starts a Sunday well. There is a simplicity and a depth of stillness that I find very attractive. It's what some people might call mindfulness. I know I can sit still and quietly at home, but there is something very special about these ancient stones, where prayer has been offered for centuries, and to join others as we offer our prayers. It's where in part I rediscover a sense of the sacred, as I allow the love of God to wash around me.
I've always loved the Glory Be, which concludes various prayers and canticles. The words "...as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end" remind us of the big story. When faced with birth and death, and the dash between the two, people realize that we need to have a longer story. This is what Christianity offers, from the beginning to the end.
Contemporary society has lost its taste for seeking truth, Timothy Radcliffe argues, which is why he has devoted two books to inviting an increasingly secular world back to church, including ones called Why go to Church? and What is the point of being a Christian? "We are devouring our small planetary home because we are tempted to see everything in terms of its utility for us," he says. "Consumption is the dominant metaphor of our time." As a remedy he argues that we must learn to know and love what is around us "not for what it gives us but just because it is. You can delight in a flower without having to pluck and own it."
This idea of delighting in a beautiful flower is what in part 8 o'clock is for me.
Could this be something for you…?
with Love and Prayers
Thought for February 2019: Follow the Star - Part 2!
I have come to SatNav fairly late in life. When I changed my car a few months ago, it came with SatNav as a built in feature. Up to this point I have had a fairly healthy disrespect for what I regarded as distractions that were stuck on the dashboard or windscreen. My experience had not been good.
Once I spent a journey in the streets of Bristol arguing with the a SatNav device in my daughter's car. It was forever recalculating, and getting frustrated with the driver, who was apparently taking no notice of what it was trying to tell her. That was because I knew best which way to get to where we were going, from the days when I walked around that part of the city. I kept over-riding the advice. "No, you go up this street and then turn left," I insisted! It didn't give up on us….
On another occasion I met a young lady in a car outside Axbridge Church, having been brought there by her SatNav from High Street, up Horns Lane at the back of The Roxy. She was trying to get to a beauty salon in a nearby village and this was where her device had led her. She ended up stuck and in a bit of a state, with just the last flight of steps into the South Door of the church to conquer. I assured her that we didn't run a beauty salon! Although technically designated as 'public right of way', this is not a lane to drive even a small car round. Somehow I managed to bale her out by manoeuvring the car down the slope and safely back into St Mary's Street.
That was enough for me. I'd stick to good old maps, and avoid being led into a field or up a blind alley.
I have to say that my attitude changed the very first time I switched on my new SatNav. I was going to a place in deepest, darkest Somerset. Not only did it tell me which way it recommended and how long it would take to get there, it told me in no uncertain terms that with traffic conditions as they were, I should avoid the more direct motorway. I ignored it for a while, but in the end followed its instructions, and got there long before others, who were caught in traffic jams. All this is done with the help of a bank of satellites up in space beaming information about my position as well as what is happening on the roads ahead.
It has got me thinking about what we will use to guide us through the coming year. How do we cope with the twists and turns that as yet we have no idea are awaiting us? This holds good for us on our individual journeys and also as a nation as we wrestle with what our future relationship with Europe will be. (See page 23 for some ideas about how we might pray for our parliament and nation.)
We're just coming to the end of the Epiphany season, which begins with the wise men following a star. Somehow they ended up in the equivalent of a blind alley. Maybe the nearer they got to their goal, they started to follow their own sense of direction rather than the light of the star. Their assumption was that a new king would be born in a palace in the heart of the capital city. They soon found that not only was the baby king they were looking for not in the city, but they had to re-adjust their understanding of what this new king was like. They were, after all, wise men and open to the truth that God may not be quite as they expected.
Recalculating is part of the journey for most of us. The reassuring thing is that getting things wrong is pretty much par for the course. It's normal. More importantly, it won't stop God from leading us, quietly prompting, as long as we are ready to acknowledge our mistakes and be prepared to adjust our course.
May God bless us on the journey ahead.
Thought for December 2018: Deeply Known and Truly Loved
The Archbishops of Canterbury and York, Justin Welby & John Sentamu, invite us this Advent and Christmas to join with them in following the star that led the wise men to Jesus.
"For many of us," they write, "Christmas brings up so many emotions, memories and expectations. We have one nativity story, but it can seem like we all have very different Christmases. For you it might be a time of joy and togetherness. Or perhaps it's all about planning and to-do lists.
Many others can find it a sad and lonely time - nagged by the feeling that your Christmas is not like those 'perfect' ones we see in the media. But just like the unexpected assortment of people who were invited to meet the baby Jesus, #FollowTheStar doesn't ask you to be perfect.
It says: come just as you are, to take the life-changing Christmas journey. Wherever you are this Christmas, you are invited to follow the star and to be with Jesus. You are welcome. You are deeply known and truly loved.
Mary and Joseph and all those caught up in the Christmas story were surprised by the astonishing way that God chose to live among us.
Each Christmas we are reminded of God's longing to surprise us with his gift of joy, love and new life. It's the greatest present we can receive and share with others!"
For each day there will be a picture, a short Bible passage, a simple prayer and an action to reflect on. These are available in a booklet, email or text. To find out more about #FollowTheStar look up the website: www.churchofengland.org/followthestar
How do you plan to make this Advent special? A few new ideas are being tried locally, which may help spark your imagination.
The idea of journey is picked up in a custom called Posada that comes from Mexico, which we will be using in Axbridge. Figures of Mary and Joseph are cared for overnight in different homes, travelling each day on to the next home, as we remember the journey they made to Bethlehem. It is a lovely opportunity to experience the meaning of Advent, as we make room for Jesus in our home. The journey comes to an end as Mary and Joseph arrive at the Christingle service on Christmas Eve.
In similar vein, the people of Wedmore have planned a 'Living Advent'. Just like in the Advent Calendar many of us have at home, a different window will be unveiled each day between 1 December and Christmas Eve. The difference is that these will be real windows in real homes across the village.
Householders will be lighting up a new window to all who gather at 6:30pm every day; and each window will then remain illuminated until Twelfth Night on 5 January. The aim is just to have fun and create a nice way of bringing the community together. A travelling crib will move between the houses to symbolise the journey of Mary and Joseph to Bethlehem.
Each of our churches will be decorated for the festival. From 16 to 22 December, Axbridge Church will have a Festival of Christmas trees. Some local groups, shops and businesses will be contributing a tree and giving it their own particular twist. The festival will be open between 9am and 5pm each day, and later on 22 Saturday with Father Christmas in The Square. There won't be a charge to go in and look, but donations are welcome for the Cheddar Foodbank.
There will, of course, be the regular tried and tested traditions in our three communities - the ever popular Christingles (this year The Children's Society are celebrating 50 years of Christingles, although the custom from Moravia goes a lot further back than that), and the candlelit carols on Christmas Eve at Rowberrow, and the rest.
We pray this month will offer a path for your journey closer to Jesus, and we wish you every blessing this Christmas.
Thought for November 2018: There but not There
One hundred years ago the guns of the Great War fell silent for the last time. It was the end of a conflict that deeply scarred our world.
How will you remember?
Four years ago we marked the war's beginning. Few will forget the effect of the installation in the moat of the Tower of London. Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red consisted of a sweeping tide of 888,246 ceramic red poppies. Each poppy represented one of the British or Commonwealth servicemen who died in the conflict that was to follow. From all sides 17 million died in World War One, 7 million of whom were civilians.
These years of remembrance have helped new generations understand more of what their grandparents and great-grandparents went through. The hardships they faced, the courage they showed, and the faith they shared, have become more real.
Catch this this month has details of how we are marking this important anniversary. As well as the annual services of Remembrance at each of our war memorials and churches, Shipham will be having a shared lunch in the Village Hall. There will be a display with the stories of over 60 World War One servicemen from the Shipham, Rowberrow and Star parish. Rowberrow will have a display of personal memorabilia.
In Axbridge Church on the eve of the Centenary, Saturday 10 November, there will be an evening of readings, poems, music and images to reflect on what the world was like back in November 1918. It is called Prelude to Peace and will, I hope, help us to learn the lessons of history and also to pray for peace. This will begin at 7pm for 7:30pm
You may have spotted notices appearing in Shipham and Axbridge churchyards recently, to remind us that in each there is a Commonwealth war grave. The one in Shipham is particularly poignant. It is of Henry John Venn, a private in the Devonshire Regiment, a lad of 18, who died on 10 November 1918. He didn't live to see the Armistice that was signed the next day.
If four years ago ceramic poppies captured our imagination, this year silhouettes have appeared in all sorts of places. Some are of soldiers. Others are simply the outlines of figures and where they may have sat in church. There but not There calls us to remember the fallen of our community, the spaces they left behind, and reflect on what their stories teach us today.
Carol Ann Duffy wrote the poem Last Post to mark the deaths of Henry Allingham and Harry Patch, the two longest surviving soldiers from the First World War. It speaks of how we rewind history.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If poetry could tell it backwards, true, begin
that moment shrapnel scythed you to the stinking mud ...
but you get up, amazed, watch bled bad blood
run upwards from the slime into its wounds;
see lines and lines of British boys rewind
back to their trenches, kiss the photographs from home -
mothers, sweethearts, sisters, younger brothers
not entering the story now
to die and die and die.
Dulce - No - Decorum - No - Pro patria mori.
You walk away.
You walk away; drop your gun (fixed bayonet)
like all your mates do too - Harry, Tommy, Wilfred, Edward, Bert -
and light a cigarette.
There's coffee in the square,
warm French bread
and all those thousands dead
are shaking dried mud from their hair
and queuing up for home. Freshly alive,
a lad plays Tipperary to the crowd, released
from History; the glistening, healthy horses fit for heroes, kings.
You lean against a wall,
your several million lives still possible
and crammed with love, work, children, talent,
English beer, good food.
You see the poet tuck away his pocket-book
If poetry could truly tell it backwards,
then it would.
Thought for October 2018: With a Song in My Heart
Music is good for you and we have a number of opportunities to prove that in this month's magazine!
On page 23 you will find details of a concert in Axbridge Church when we host the Voskreseniye Choir from St Petersburg. They are a group of conservatoire trained professional singers who will entertain us with a mixture of sacred music in the Eastern Orthodox tradition and folk songs from Russia. When they came last year they proved a huge success and wowed us with their beautiful soaring music. Try not to miss this one if you can!
In the half-term holiday at the very beginning of November we have a group of young musicians from a school in South London, who will bring a completely different style of music, but which I'm sure will be full of energy and enjoyment. They are giving a series of concerts in the area and originally were exploring the possibility of performing for the residents of St Michael's Cheshire Home. With 90 performers there isn't an appropriate space there, so we have agreed for it to be in Axbridge Church. You are welcome to come and support these young people and there will be a retiring collection for St Michael's. More about this on page 15.
There is also the opportunity for us to make music on 14 October when the evening service at Axbridge will be a Songs of Praise. You can suggest a favourite hymn and then come and sing it (not on your own!). There will hopefully also be musical items in the service, all to lift the spirits.
The thing is that music does just that: lift the spirits. All sorts of studies have shown that singing is a natural anti-depressant. It releases endorphins that make us feel uplifted and happy. Singing can take your mind off the day's troubles. Just ask any of those in the Axbridge Singers that meet on a Thursday or the Benefice Choir on a Friday.
One of the joys of my job is hearing the children of both Shipham and Axbridge First Schools singing in their collective worship. It can often make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
Singing has physical benefits too and even boosts the immune system (even more than just listening to other people making music). It's good for posture, exercise and stamina. It is known to improve outcomes for people with Alzheimer's. At the other end of the scale many a teenager has tried to persuade their parents that listening to music helps their revision. Well, research indicates that they are right!
It's also beneficial for babies. In an interesting study recently, a number of premature babies in intensive care in hospital neonatal units were exposed to different kinds of music - either lullabies sung by their parents or instruments played by music therapists while they were recovering from treatment. Though all forms of music improved the babies' functioning, the parents' singing had the greatest impact. It also lowered the stress of the parents at the same time.
Lorenz Hart and Richard Rodgers wrote a song in the 1930's that has been covered many times called, With a Song in My Heart, it has the words:
With a song in my heart I behold your adorable face
Just a song in my heart but it soon is a hymn to your grace
When the music swells I'm touching your hand
It tells me you are standing near and
At the sound of your voice heaven opens its portals to me...
It is, of course, a love song, but it is the same sentiment you find over and over in the Psalms in the Old Testament where we are encouraged to sing a new song to God.
Whether your preference is for Dizzee Rascal or Johann Sebastian Bach, make sure there's a song in your heart this month!
Thought for September 2018: Come, ye thankful people, come!
What a cracking summer we have had! It's a very long time since we have had week after week of uninterrupted sunshine. While many of us have been smiling, the gardens and fields were crying out for water as they got browner and the ground more cracked.
Farmers started harvesting two to three weeks early this season. One farmer said "It's the earliest I've cut a crop in many years". Some crops have fared better than others. Good levels of sunlight may have helped crops despite high temperatures and low to non-existent rainfall, but some seed has shriveled in the heat.
We are reminded of the delicate and sometimes precarious balance of nature. Thankfully it seems that a more normal balance has been established in our parts, at least for the time being.
As we give thanks, we remember in our prayers the people of Kerala in southern India, where monsoon rains of 120 inches have fallen since the beginning of June. This has caused massive flooding, with hundreds killed recently, and hundreds of thousands made homeless.
September sees the first of our Harvest Festivals, with the Civic Harvest at the Methodist Church in Axbridge on 9 September and Shipham's service and supper on 16 September. Axbridge and Rowberrow churches have theirs on 7 October, as we are encouraged to give thanks for things we often take for granted.
In local villages of East Brent, Mark, Allerton and Wedmore, traditional Harvest Homes have been celebrated in August, with marquees, and quantities of meat, cider and entertainment. East Brent claims the oldest surviving Harvest Home going back to 1857.
The Weston Mercury report of that day records, "The first annual festival took place at East Brent, commencing with divine service. The villagers and their friends, all dressed in their best, went to church, where they devoutly prayed, and listened to a sermon preached by Archdeacon Denison. Afterwards the rustic population sat down to a substantial dinner spread in a large tent, erected in the Vicarage meadows. Festooned and decorated at every point, the interior of the canvass erection looked exceedingly pretty. 'Temperance in all things', 'Old England for ever,' 'Long live the Vicar,' 'God Save the Queen,' 'Agriculture,' and similar mottoes met the eye at every point."
There was one year when a motto had everyone guessing, and scratching their heads. The inscription was in Greek, and apparently the proud local villagers, as if they had been Greek scholars all their lives, would explain that it meant "There's nothing like water". It was intended as a complement to the Vicar who succeeded in getting the village an unfailing supply of pure water. There's nothing like water! We might well echo that sentiment this summer.
It's not that Harvest festivals are a Victorian innovation. In one of the Harvest readings from Deuteronomy, from the early days of the Old Testament, a description is given of how the people of Israel should celebrate their harvest thanksgiving. These are instructions for a farming community, when the vast majority of the people lived off the land. So the command was not that you gave money as we might nowadays, but that you gave a share of the produce of your farm to God - the first part of the crop to be placed on a basket and offered to God.
The ancient Israelite harvest festival didn't just celebrate God's gift of the harvest. It was really to celebrate that God had freed Israel from slavery in Egypt, and had brought the people to this place flowing with milk and honey. So these instructions about harvest offerings end with the words: 'Be grateful for the good things the Lord your God has given you…'
Dean Alford, a Somerset man, who sometimes stayed in Weston-super-Mare, is said to have written the famous hymn, "Come ye thankful people, Come," especially for the East Brent Harvest Home. Hopefully we can do the same this month.
Thought for August 2018: Keeping The Faith
During the last few weeks a string of text messages flew backwards and forwards between my son-in-law and me. His messages contained some unusual language for someone in their thirties: Still believe…Keep the faith…
He, along with much of the rest of the country, was getting more and more excited at England's progress in the World Cup. All too often in the past hopes have been raised, only to be dashed through under-performance. Chris is ever the optimist, though, and he needs to be as a long standing season ticket holder at Swindon Town!
As the young England team negotiated their way through the group games to the knock out stages, winning a penalty shoot out in the process, and then comfortably beating Sweden, the dream was kindled. Then came the semi-final against Croatia, the first time 'we' had got that far in 28 years. A wonderful free kick in the first few minutes. Could it at last be coming home?! 'Still believe…'
Sadly, the series of texts ended with Chris ended 'Belief has gone'. The dream ended in extra time, and although France went on to win the Cup, Gareth Southgate and the team came out of the tournament with huge credit.
As the World Cup was taking its course, though, we were all gripped with the unfolding story of some other footballers. The 12 members of the Wild Boars children's team and their coach in Thailand had cycled to the Tham Luang cave complex after football practice as a fun activity because none of them had been inside before. The plan was to spend an hour in the caves but as they reached a junction on the way out, they saw the water rising.
The coach realised it would be too difficult for the team to leave, so he took the 12 boys deeper in to a place where they could rest for the night, hoping the water level would drop by the morning. Before they all bedded down in the damp cave on that first night, the coach said they all prayed together.
The team had no food with them and as the days passed with the water continuing to rise, the boys described feeling weaker. The team's youngest member, 11-year-old Chanin, said: "I had no strength. I tried not to think about food so I didn't get more hungry." They kept hydrated by drinking the water, which dripped from the cave walls.
I can't begin to imagine what it must have been like for the parents and families as they waited for news.
After ten long days, when many had almost lost hope of finding them, two British divers finally came across the boys sheltered on a shelf deep in the cave. It was one thing to know where they were, but quite another to get them safely out along a route of several miles.
A group of Thai navy Seals joined the boys and stayed with them throughout the rescue operation, bringing them food and playing games with them, until the last boy was out of the cave. The boys described the Seals as like family, saying: "We ate together, slept together". One boy described a Seal as "like my dad". Several of the boys told the press conference after that they wanted to become navy Seals when they were older.
One of the brave Seals lost his life in the rescue, underlining just how difficult it would be. Thankfully all the boys and their coach emerged safely over three days.
None of us will have to face anything like that, I hope, but keeping the faith can sometimes be really tough. St Paul speaks about the harsh realities of life that he faced and the unbreakable faith that sustained him through difficult and dangerous times. He catalogues some of the difficulties he encountered: prison, floggings, stoning, shipwreck, and being robbed, starved, and abandoned. Paul was qualified to speak on the subject of hardship.
As if all that were not bad enough, some of Paul's critics in Corinth were kicking him while he was down by suggesting that that all the bad things that had happened to him were confirmation of God's judgment on him. In response to all that, Paul wrote that God's grace was sufficient. When I am weak, then I am strong.
May we…Still believe…keep the faith…!
Thought for July 2018: Ordinary Time?
I'm very aware, when making up the list of services for the back page of Catch this, that at this time of year, it might easily look like things are more than a bit dull. This month, apart from remembering the colourful figure of Mary Magdalene on the 22nd, we have now entered the long season of "Sundays after Trinity". This part of the annual cycle will see us through the summer and well into the autumn.
It could be worse. Some call it "ordinary time"! After the wonder of Christmas, the solemnity of Lent, the darkness of Good Friday, the joy of Easter, and the fire of Pentecost, it's now, just plain… ordinary. It does seem a little strange to have a dedicated period of ordinariness, a kind of default season with no particular theme.
But that's how life is. We have highs and lows, but a lot of the time, things just tick along. For many people living through suffering, stress or sorrow, ordinary is what they yearn for. I recently came across a traditional Chinese curse, "may you live in interesting times". The unspoken flipside of that, which we can presume would be given as a blessing, "may you live in ordinary times". When we say Evensong at Rowberrow, the second collect prays that we "may pass our time in rest and quietness."
But ordinary time isn't about nothing happening. The liturgical colour for the season is green, a colour of life and growth and maturing. Although times of challenge and change in our lives do cause us to learn and grow, we also need times of rest, of quietness and ordinariness for the slow and steady rooting of our lives in God, and growth as followers of Jesus. Ordinary time isn't a time to stop and do nothing, but a time to pay attention to growing in faith.
Ordinary Time actually means ordered or numbered time, and is celebrated in two segments: from the Epiphany to Ash Wednesday; and from Pentecost to the beginning of Advent. This makes it the largest season of the Liturgical Year. Ordinary Time is this day, this moment. Now.
Last year Marcia Dumler decided that since so many things seemed to be going wrong in her life, she would concentrate on trying to see the good things God was doing. She did this in a tangible, practical manner, and made a special effort each day to email one of her friends and share something good that had happened. Sometimes it was a small thing, like finding a coin on the pavement. Other times it was larger, like being given a washing machine when hers broke. At times it was a simple act of kindness, like the time a neighbour cleared the leaves from her drive. As the days went by, it became obvious that God was continually showering good things on her, and before she hadn't really noticed.
What a difference it might make to become aware that God has a gift for us each new day!
Another way of making the ordinary extraordinary is to find ways to put our faith in action. Faith that is just head knowledge can easily become stale. This might mean volunteering at the Foodbank, or doing a shift at Lenny's café. You can act out your faith in smaller, more homely ways too. For instance, Jesus told us if we have two coats, we should share with those who have none. Most of us probably have a number of barely used coats or clothes in our cupboards, and so cutting down on them could be a great place to begin. Read about Somewhere To Go on page 5 for an idea of what to do with them.
During Ordinary Time, simplifying, eliminating and giving away those things that we no longer use can become a great act of faith... and a great faith-builder.
May we make the most of these ordinary, extraordinary times.
Thought for June 2018: The Princess and The Goat
On 18 May many of us gathered in Axbridge Church to celebrate the life of Sue Latimer, an amazing person who has left her indelible mark.
She also left plenty of instructions/requests about what kind of memorial service she wanted, including three hymns: The Pilgrim Song of John Bunyan "complete with hobgoblins and foul fiends - the lot"; a wonderful Easter hymn Now the Green Blade Rises, and People look East ("I don't care it's not Advent, the words are absolutely glorious"). She wanted Psalm 84 read in the Prayer Book version, and it was beautifully by Dan Richards. We were also told: No mourning. Bright colours, floral prints and frilly bits.
None of us will forget her love of animals. She was a keen vegetarian, and a member of the Anglican Society for the Welfare of Animals. She also regularly took animal services at Pawlett, which she loved, and not long ago she told me that she had became godmother to a goat. Nothing much surprised me about her! We joked that she would be remembered by The Princess and the Goat. It sounds like a fairytale-but they were just two of those touched by her life. The princess is another tale.
Sue loved playing with words. She was proud to be a published author, and was a storyteller and poet. Not long ago a series of her Spoken Stories was published, and I well remember one Easter Eve in the candlelit church of Rowberrow as she vividly recreated the scene of the first Easter night.
She became a television celebrity when the BBC made a series of documentaries about life in cathedrals. She featured in the one about Wells, a place she loved, and was a chaplain. All sorts of conversations flowed from her dangly earrings. The photo on the back of the order of service had her in this role, dangerously with a microphone in her hand. She always had the potential of leaving it on by mistake and saying something untoward.
She had the ability and experience not to be shocked by anything. She'd been there herself, and was very up front about her past addictions to drugs and alcohol. The wisdom of the 12 Steps of AA was often woven into sermons. Her experience gave her rich reserves of understanding and empathy, which made her what Karl Jung called a Wounded Healer.
When the bar stool was out in church people knew that Sue was preaching. One couple would look at one another and say, "And now what?!" None of us were sure what to expect, sometimes it was brilliant, sometimes it was what we might politely call left field, but you could always expect something fresh and full of insights. Conventional or boring she definitely was not!
Perhaps one of the things that has impressed many of us most has been the way she has faced her illness and impending death. Death, she taught us, is not something to be hidden and whispered about, but a normal part of life. She wrote in Catch this back in August last year: 'This summer is fading, maybe next year's will be better. What is different this time is that I don't know if I or my little dog will be around to see it. We've both got serious illnesses. We're both medicated to the eyeballs to delay the inevitable outcome and we're both enjoying life, if somewhat slowly…
We need to remember that we simply can't imagine whatever lies ahead, which, like the concept of God, is really unimaginable. This is wonderful because my imagination may be vivid, but it is also limited. There's a lot more to life, eternity and everything else than I can manage to dream up….' She also said, 'I believe in Life before Life, during Life and after Life, all the same life only we don't remember it while we are here. But if we look or listen properly, we can see eternity in a big bowl of trifle. And angels.'
In that faith we commended Sue to God with love and thanksgiving for all she has shared with us as friend and colleague.
Thought for May 2018: Thy Kingdom Come
During ten days in May we are encouraged to join in a line from the Lord's Prayer 'Thy Kingdom Come'. The invitation is to pray between Ascension Day on 10 May and Pentecost on 20 May for friends and family to come to faith.
This annual global and ecumenical prayer movement is now in its third year. Year by year the number of those joining in has grown. In 2016, 100,000 Christians pledged to pray. By 2017, more than half a million had pledged to pray across the country and in more than 85 countries from Australia to Cuba, from Japan to the Falklands. It is exciting too that many branches of the Christian family are taking part.
The website that has been set up (www.thykingdomcome/global) has all you need to get you started if you want simply to pray quietly at home.
We are joining with our ecumenical partner churches of the Cheddar Valley, and there will be prayers across the valley each morning.
- In Axbridge Church we will have some prayer stations, with prompts for our imagination.
- The highlight this year locally promises to be a pilgrimage walk from Cheddar to the wells at the Bishop's Palace in Wells on Saturday 12th May. This is a stunning walk along the south side of the Mendip Hills, and is part of the West Mendip Way. It takes in views of Cheddar Gorge, the Somerset Levels and Ebbor Gorge, and passes by the Wookey Hole Caves, finishing at the Wells in the Bishop's Palace in Wells, a site of ancient Christian worship.
The day will begin at 8am with prayers at Cheddar Baptist Church.
The walkers will leave there at 8:45am, and aim to arrive at Priddy Church/Village Hall at about 12:15pm.
After lunch the group will leave Priddy and arrive in time for worship around the wells at about 4:30pm.
If you would like to do some, or all, of the walk, please let me know.
The Archbishops of Canterbury and York write:
Jesus Christ is the Saviour of the world. He brings us hope. Christian disciples are made alive by his saving grace in the power of the Holy Spirit to witness to this living hope. The difference that the love of Jesus brings to individuals and the world is eternally transformative. When Jesus teaches his disciples to pray, he puts the cry, 'Thy Kingdom Come' on their lips. When we pray for the coming of the Kingdom we are praying for the difference Jesus makes. In the days between Ascension Day and Pentecost we pray each year for a fresh outpouring of the Holy Spirit throughout the Church. We do this, so that, filled with the life-giving Spirit, we are enabled to proclaim and bear witness to the Good News of Jesus Christ, so that families, friends, neighbours and colleagues discover and experience for themselves the difference Jesus makes.
Among the stories arising from the initiative last year - many of them deeply moving - is one from a couple who had not seen their son for 22 years. 'We pray every day obviously for him but during Thy Kingdom Come he was one of the people we prayed for as a group,' they say. 'We put his name on the altar before God and … yesterday he came home.'
Christian Aid Week (13-19 May) also falls within the ten days of 'Thy Kingdom Come'. This makes the vital connection between the coming of the Kingdom of God and Jesus' mission to bring good news to the poor, liberty to captives, recovery of sight to the blind, and announce the year of God's favour. Thank you to all who are involved in the house to house collection, and those who generously give for this valuable cause.
For those who followed Jesus, the time between Ascension and Pentecost was a time of waiting, a time to look back to when God had been real to them because of the electric presence of Jesus among them. It was also a time of wondering: what was going to happen next? What would the promised Holy Spirit be like? Those elements of waiting and wondering are at the heart of what we are doing too!
Thought for April 2018: What is their Legacy?
In recent weeks there seems to have been a spate of famous people that have died. We are left to read their obituaries and consider their legacy.
Roger Bannister was a childhood sporting hero of mine. His sub four minute mile at the Ifley Road track in Oxford back in the days of amateurism still stands as a milestone in athletics. He also made his mark as a distinguished neurologist.
Ken Dodd may be described as a king of comedy. His stage performances were legendary, often going on until midnight, as the laughter of the audience fuelled his adrenalin levels.
More influential, though, was the life and work of Professor Stephen Hawking, my near names' sake. (He got the brains and I got the extra 's'!) His Brief History of Time sold over 10 million copies and his goal was to describe gravity, space and time. He has given us some of our greatest understanding of life, the universe and everything, including black holes, and leaves behind a formidable scientific legacy. The way he coped with his debilitating illness has also been an inspiration to us all.
Professor Hawking thought science should be able to give the reason for the start of the universe. Professor David Wilkinson, a scientist and priest, said that in the process Hawking "demolished smaller Gods, and left us with the bigger, Biblical God". "He reminded us who are of faith of the weakness of any 'God in the gaps' or deistic view of God, and pointed theologians towards a God with the universe in the palm of his hand."
Stephen Hawking, though, did not share this view of a deity. In The Grand Design, he writes: "Because there is a law such as gravity, the universe can and will create itself from nothing. Spontaneous creation is the reason there is something rather than nothing, why the universe exists, why we exist. It is not necessary to invoke God to light the blue touch paper and set the universe going."
As we celebrate the memories of these people, and consider the impact they have had, we are about to keep the Easter festival. We are reminded of the impact of the life and death of Jesus. As someone described it:
"Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty, and then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put his foot inside a big city. He never travelled two hundred miles from the place where He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself…. While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executors gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth - His coat. When He was dead, He was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
"Twenty centuries have come and gone, and today He is the centrepiece of the human race and the leader of the column of progress. I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever were built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man on this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life."
What a legacy!
Thought for March 2018: Getting Rid of the Rubbish
The natural history series Blue Planet II, which was televised just before Christmas, had a huge impact on those who saw it. Many of us were enthralled by the wonder of life in the oceans, but equally horrified by what mankind has done to spoil the marvels of the deep with rubbish. Not surprisingly the series won the National Television’s special Impact Award for its part in raising awareness of the deadly plastic pollution which is killing marine life and upsetting ecosystems in the world’s oceans.
We can’t now avoid the fact that our oceans and coastlines are choking. We’ve all seen plastic bottles, food wrappers and plastic bags messing up the beaches, and now been confronted by disturbing pictures of creatures like seabirds and whales starving when their stomachs become packed full of plastic. The sight of the sight of a pilot whale mother forlornly carrying her dead newborn calf, thought to have been poisoned by milk polluted with plastic caused an outcry.
We are told that up to 12 million tonnes of plastic is entering our oceans every year. That’s the equivalent of a fully loaded refuse lorry every minute. Single-use plastic packaging for food and drink is a particularly important element of this problem. Many people have also been horrified to discover that tiny pieces of plastic known as microbeads have been added to all sorts of personal care products that are simply washed down the drain – from shower gels to toothpaste. There have got to be ways of reducing how much rubbish we produce and what we do with it all…
For us Wednesday is bin day, or rather, bins day. We have made good progress in separating garden waste and food waste, paper, tins, glass and plastic into the various recycling bins, not to mention the kitchen peelings and things that can go straight onto the compost heap. But despite all this our country still lags behind in the amount of waste recycled, with a UK average figure of 18%, half the EU average of 36%. We also produce more waste per head of population that cannot be recycled than many of our European neighbours.
This month is traditionally time for doing something about our rubbish. I understand that there is even a Spring Cleaning Week from 5th – 11th March! The idea of de-cluttering the home is very attractive. But where do you start…?!
Lent, which runs through to the end of March, is about a different kind of spring cleaning, this time on the inside. Lent is the time of preparation before Easter when Christians think carefully about themselves. It’s the time to think about the things that need changing (cleaning) and to ask God’s help. It is relatively easy to clean up a room and make it look good, but how do you clean up the inside of a person? How do you clean up thoughts and actions? We cannot clean up on the inside without God’s help.
I recently came across a piece by the American writer Barbara Brown Taylor. In it she speaks of following Jesus into the wilderness experience:
“I sat in the desert once myself, just to see what it was like. The first thing I noticed was how quiet it was, so quiet that I could hear the racket my own body makes—gurgle, wheeze, thump. Did you know that when you get quiet enough you can actually hear the hum of your own electricity? It makes about as much noise as the motor on a small clock, only most of us don’t hear it because of all the other noises around us. In the desert you can. The second thing I noticed was how fast I got lonely. There is something about a desert that can suck all the self-confidence right out of you. It is so big, so quiet, so empty that you can’t help noticing how small and perishable you are. You remember that you are dust and to dust you shall return.”
Happy de-cluttering, and happy Easter when it comes!
Thought for February 2018: 40 Stories of Hope
I spotted some snowdrops by the roadside in Shipham this week. It's always an encouraging sign that spring is just around the corner. In February we begin our journey of Lent, which is sometimes called the springtime of our souls.
Pretty much all of us face tough times during our lives and difficult challenges. We need hope to keep us going. During Lent this year we are encouraging people to use a book called 40 Stories of Hope. It takes us on a journey through St Mark's Gospel. We travel with Jesus from the River Jordan where he was baptised, to the city of Jerusalem where he was crucified and buried, and where he rose from the dead. These events happened 2,000 years ago, but speak of a living faith for today.
Hopefully as we make this journey, we will be gain fresh insights by reading Jesus' life in the light of some extraordinary and contemporary stories. Each day there's a story by a prisoner, a prison chaplain or ex-offender, and the hope that they have found, and how faith has turned someone's life around. Almost all of them are people, who are alive today.
There are also other verses to read each day from the Bible, something to think about and a prayer. As you read the stories and verses, we are encouraged to ask God to speak to us about our life experience and expect to be moved through what we read. Daz, one of the contributors, says, 'If God can change me he can change anyone! He has helped me rebuild my life, and I have a love in my heart that is indescribable.'
There are some important themes that run through the stories: forgiveness, dealing with guilt, finding freedom, healing, and the overwhelming goodness of God.
"This is an extraordinary book," writes Justin Welby, "a book of hope and reconciliation, a book of transformation and journeys. These 40 stories are a vital reminder of the hope that Jesus gives. They show us how lives can be transformed, and forgiveness can be found in the most unlikely places. There is no one, no life, no story that is beyond God's power to love and transform. Reconciliation is at the heart of it: reconciliation with ourselves in the face of shame and guilt about the past; reconciliation within families, friends and relationships, and most importantly, reconciliation with a loving God in the person of Jesus Christ."
The book is particularly appropriate for Shipham. The patron saint of the parish Church is Leonard, who as an idealistic young man in sixth century France, became concerned at the conditions in which prisoners were kept and dedicated himself to visiting them and trying to improve their living conditions. The king, Clovis, was so impressed by his integrity that he granted him the privilege of deciding which of them could be safely released. According to legend, prisoners who invoked him from their cells saw their chains break before their eyes. For many years Shipham Church has supported chaplaincy work in prisons. Most recently we have supported an organisation called Changing Tunes, which uses music to give people a new sense of purpose and hope.May we find that hope for ourselves this Lent.We ran out of space on this page so some of the earlier thoughts were moved to Old Thoughts... so you can still enjoy them.
Last Updated by AG 23 June 2019