Live Earth Haiku
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Live Earth rock concerts,
Megawatt powered protest,
Helps global warming?
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Celebrity stars,
When not performing for Al,
Stamp carbon footprints.
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Rivers of water
From Greenland’s melting mountains,
Make sea-levels rise.
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The earth is the Lord’s,
His gift to human stewards,
Appointed to care.
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Divine Creation,
Fertile, fecund friendly, place,
For humanity.
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Save the earth, O Lord,
Renew, replenish, restore,
Lost Eden’s beauty.
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The whole earth awaits
The final coming of God,
Greatest Gig of all!
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Environmentally friendly carbon footprints?
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Still no big flat mushrooms
The local Somerfield has a loose leaf folder for customer comments. Comments range from the valid to the unreasonable and back again via the silly. Yesterday’s offerings include:
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- Still no big flat mushrooms!
- Why do people leave receipts in the baskets?
- Couldn’t find any magnums. (Think this might be the ice lolly kind, not the champagne kind – it’s Somerfields remember.)
- In the shop today at 2.15. Libby is always helpful and very well mannered. (Well done Libby- and good to have the occasional piece of encouragement for folk who keep this shop going – a lot of the older folk in the area would miss it).
Made me wonder about our whole culture of ‘feedback’. Is this a licence to complain, an excuse for a narkfest, or a good way of helping folk improve what they do? 75% of one day’s customer comments were negative. Bet Libby likes the idea though – and I hope her manager picks up the comment and affirms her customer service skills. And yes, I think being pleasant and helpful and well mannered is a skill. If only the person who couldn’t find the Magnums had asked Libby…and maybe if she was in charge of ordering there would be plenty big flat mushrooms.
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Wilberforce, Christology and Psalms
Just received the new biography of William Wilberforce, written by William Hague, who previously wrote the very good biography of William Pitt. What’s with all the William names? Having seen the film Amazing Grace, and read the John Pollock biography when it came out nearly 30 years ago, I’m looking forward to reading another account of what by any reckoning was a life of remarkable achievement. The early Evangelicals are too easily assumed to be pietistic, otherworldly and self-concerned about individual salvation, and it’s good to have an account of Wilberforce that takes his religious commitment seriously without allowing it to distort the story. He was BOTH compassionate by temperament and evangelical by commitment; evangelism and emancipation were not alternatives but complements; and the limitations in his vision and strategy, are too easily judged by hindsight and exaggerated by anachronistic applications of today’s standards. He was, in the most important senses, a good man.
Later this year Christology and Scripture, edited by A. T. Lincoln, will come out in affordable paperback. Meanwhile I have a library copy of the hardback. I am deeply persuaded of the Christological nature of a Christian hermeneutic of Scripture. "The sole and absolute authority in all matters of faith and practice is our Lord Jesus Christ, as revealed in Scripture" is one of the key principles of our Baptist Declaration of Principle. Later this year I have an essay in a forthcoming book on Baptist Spiritualities that explores the implications for Baptist Spirituality of a Christological hermeneutic. These interdisciplinary essays will force me to think through further the dogmatic, critical and practical implications of taking seriously the relations between Christology and Scripture.
One of the best titles I’ve come across for a while,(and I mean I like the evocative ring to it as well as the contents) Singing the Ethos of God. Brian brock from Aberdeen University explores several areas that are of personal interest to me. Psalms, Christian Ethics, Bonhoeffer, and the historically definitive psalms sermons and commentaries of Augustine and Luther which are important examples of why pre-critical exegesis is not to be dismissed by later practitioners of the historical critical approach. What’s more the book is written with verve and a sense of the importance of Scripture as reource not only for ethical reflection but for moral persuasion and personal transformation. I’m going to blog on this book in August when holidays are passed. So my ‘Waiting Patiently to be Read’ shelf is now re-stocked. These three are now on the list of books I’m aiming to read at all costs in the coming year. What about youz yinz – what are the ones you’re going to read no matter what?
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Dry and Boring Evangelical Theology
Andy Goodliff, on July 3, has been ‘fessing up to all kinds of virtues and vices. He says, with honest courage and reckless integrity, ‘I confess: I find ‘evangelical theology’ dry and boring’.
Right. But that raised for me the problems of definition – All evangelical theology? This isn’t only a (good natured) response to Andy, but my way of agreeing with most of what Andy means, and suggesting a little less generality and a little more generosity!
- Now if what is meant is evangelical popularist, best-selling pragmatic, self-therapeutic, feel-good theology that rewards me with what I want, rather than transforming desire and revolutionising motives, then I find it both dry and boring, and not very evangelical anyway.
- If what is meant is chronic evangelical defensiveness, pedantic appeals to recognisable evangelical shibboleths, nostalgic attachment to sound and orthodox formulations that used to cut it, and these accompanied by a lust for excommunicating those who don’t say the words, sign the statements, toe the line, then I find this boring but also unfaithful to a gospel that is a cataract of grace thundering down on these little buckets held under Niagara.
- If what is meant is that kind of theology, which when published by certain publishers, becomes predictably safe, the content edited and shaped to conform to the brand name, a theology without surprises, eschewing innovative thought and nervous of its constituency approval, then, yes, boring and dry, and in danger of fossilising.
- If what is meant is a way of doing theology that is either a monologue amongst the like-minded, or a polemical hostility to those whose experience, insight, and living out of the Christian Gospel is different, then I find these dry and boring; but also lacking the open intellectual curiosity and spiritual humility and adventurous integrity that should be possible for those who look on the world as created, fallen, redeemed and translucent of sovereign purposive grace revealed as redemptive self-giving love, and thus instilled with hope.
So – evangelical theology dry and boring. A matter of definition. Was Colin Gunton a non-evangelical? Or Stan Grenz? Or Donald Bloesch? Or Helmut Thielicke? Or T. F. Torrance? I would count them in – and so I suspect would Andy…which suggests to me that sometimes confessions need to be more specific…which of course makes them more interesting. So WHICH EVANGELICAL’S theological peregrinations are dry and boring? Now I can think of a whole raft of names to insert in the four clarifications noted above….but prudence constrains. Would be an interesting list to compile though???
Or in order to avoid chronological snobbery, what about those Evangelicals of previous generations – and here I get a wee bit self-defensive – P. T. Forsyth and James Denney, Wesley’s hymns and Jonathan Edwards best Sermons. Four of my personal pantheon – but of course at least two of them would be disenfranchised by those who want to be guardians of their brand of Evangelical theology – and excluding them would make Evangelical theology significantly drier and boringer!
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The church as an antique saltshaker?
Reading in the Sermon on the Mount, ‘You are the salt of the earth….but if the salt has lost its savour…….it fails to be salt.
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In a culture that celebrates, even adulates, success, it can be devastating to fail. Young people aiming for University, or a career opportunity, have their life chances calculated on unforgiving exam grades. Hard working people, in all kinds of jobs, are evaluated, assessed, reviewed, all on the basis of ‘development’, or efficiency, or value for money to the organisation. Elderly people whose lives have been spent believing that National Insurance contributions and income tax would ensure a modest but sufficient income for everyone in later years, face means tested supplements. Schools fail, companies fail, social services fail, football teams fail. Fail. The word is loaded with negativity, unrelentingly judgemental, betraying a view of life that majors on performance and function, rather than on human growth and fulfilment.
One of the temptations the church faces at a time when it is seeming to lack presence and impact on the lives of ordinary people, is to try to be what it isn’t, in order to succeed, in order not to be seen to fail. The irony is, when the church buys into the values and attitudes of the surrounding culture in the search for success, it is the more likely to fail where and when it matters most; in its mission as the body of Christ in the world. Core values of the Christian community such as peacemaking, forgiveness, loving acceptance, justice-seeking and identity with the vulnerable, each provide correctives, alternatives, reminders, and yes even counter-arguments, to the assumptions and values of our success addicted society..
Salt is now regarded as a health risk. Too much of it in our food and we are asking for trouble. But when it comes to human community, the cultural and social world in which we all live, the problem isn’t too much salt, it’s too little, far too little. ‘You are the salt of the earth’, Jesus told his followers. Salt used medically in past days to cleanse open wounds, causes pain as it cleans. It is astringent, it hurts so much that part of us might prefer to take our chances with infection. Salt as a seasoning or preservative stops food from going off. In the absence of freezers, vacuum packing, and tins, people of Jesus’ day knew the importance of salt. Whether used medically or in the kitchen, salt only works if it hangs on to it’s saltness, its essential character and flavour.
Likewise the church. ‘If the salt has lost its savour it is no longer good for anything but to be thrown out’. Amongst the most reported performance indicators demonstrating the failure of the church are falling attendances, closing down buildings, mounting deficits, shortage of ministers and leaders, a burgeoning supermarket of spiritual alternatives. Who knows what the future holds in the light of such signs of institutional failure.
That such crisis indicators need radical thinking and even more radical action is obvious. Perhaps the most radical response of all, though, is for the Christian community to recover its saltiness, its astringent quality of creative critique. In a society that worships success and condemns failure, to go back to the core truth of the faith, Christ crucified, is to regain saltiness. The idea that the power of God was revealed in suffering love, in the shame of public failure, in order to demonstrate once and for all God’s love for the powerless, the vulnerable, the people who struggle with the cost and failures of their lives, is unbelievable, incredible, and for Christians, true. In the power of that truth, whatever the future for the institutional church, Jesus still calls his followers to be the salt of the earth, those for whom failure is not final, and whose judgement of others is not performance related, but on the dignity of each human being as a child of God..
The picture is of an antique saltshaker – (one description of the church in a success driven world – antique saltshaker? Hmmm?) You can see more of these over here at the atique saltshaker site
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Losing their lives for the sake of others….
Just came across this news bulletin on the web. My heart is sad, at this tragedy, and also proud that these wonderful people were making such a difference.
Three nurses have died in a road accident in Mozambique after donating a week of their holiday to care for sick children in the impoverished country.
Helen Golder, 33, a nurse at the Royal Brompton & Harefield NHS Trust in London, and Liz Callan, 31, from Great Ormond Street Hospital for Children in London, both died at the scene of the accident on Saturday outside the Mozambique capital Maputo.
A third nurse, 32-year-old Susan Andrews, of Frenchay Hospital, Bristol, lost her fight for life on Tuesday after being flown to Johannesburg, South Africa, for treatment.
The women had just completed a week working for free providing intensive care for sick children in Maputo, on a mission led by heart surgeon Professor Sir Magdi Yacoub. They were on their way for a day trip to the Kruger National Park in South Africa when their bus was involved in an accident.
‘The righteous, though they die early, will be at rest…There was one who pleased God and was loved by Him…for I was hungry and you fed me, thirsty and you gave me to drink, sick and you comforted me…..’ May they rest in the peace of God, and may their families be comforted.
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Christian Ethics – and the Driving Test.
Can you be a Christian and drive a car?
Of course you can.
Can you be a good Christian and drive a car ?
Well, sometimes.
I have a theory about driving as a Christian’s moral training ground to see if we’re serious, practical and non-selective about Jesus’ teaching.
When someone makes a mistake, instead of light-flashing and horn sounding, you forgive as you hope to be forgiven. When someone is about to reverse into the same parking space as you intend to take, your parking space, let the last be first. If someone cuts in and makes you slow down, be slow to anger. If the person at the petrol pump is taking an inordinate amount of time to fill up, then buys half the garage shop before joining the long queue to pay by card to the one attendant, do not worry, because, as I have proved, it doesn’t add a single inch to your stature.
Well, I can wish. But the way people drive their cars is a fairly accurate index of their attitude to other people. How is it that calm, pleasant, community-conscious people get behind a steering wheel and are transformed into aggressive, abusive liabilities? Has it something to do with the way a car cuts us off from real contact, and face to face relationships? In the privacy of the car we don’t have to take the other person seriously as the human being they are. The old-fashioned word courtesy describes an attitude that I think at its root is Christian. In fact it was used by Julian of Norwich to describe God. It means to respect and to love, to treat kindly and considerately, to look after the interests of the other person. So when those lit up motorway signs say optimistically to the hurtling traffic – or grid-locked commuters -‘Be a courteous driver’ – I wonder if their script writer had read Julian of Norwich. Nah!
I still wonder though if Christians are more considerate, courteous drivers? Does the Gospel make a difference to my road manners? It should. Used to be a bumper sticker that said ‘Honk if you love Jesus’. How about a more radical one, ‘Don’t honk if you love Jesus’.
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Holidayz iz here!
Off for a few days over to the East Coast (Ferryden, pictured), where the coastal walks and coffee shops of the area provide one of nature’s important balances – exercise and food. A walk the length of St Cyrus beach – there and back – more than compensates for a steaming latte, and a fresh scone with butter and jam. Not so sure a walk from Inverbervie to Johnshaven and back totally neutralises a Bervie fish supper, but as Maureen Lipman playing her role as Jewish mother in philosophical mood might say, ‘What can it hurt?’ Either way time to wind down a bit, look outwards at the world, and defragment the hard disk.Will be around later in the week for Graduation at the University – seven of our students feature in the roll call and well done to them all. After Graduation a few things to tidy up before we go for our long looked forward to holiday at Lake Garda – never been there but told it’s beautiful hot and a fun place to be.
The big bonus for our household this year is we don’t have to put Gizmo in the cattery. Our resident attack cat will stay at home, kept in the manner to which he is accustomed by Andrew. So no need to go on holiday this year ridden with guilt from the reproachful glare and morally outraged vocals of the decanted cat; nor any necessity to pay the price of two coffees and two scones a day to keep him there either.
Blogging likely to be sporadic throughout July – a holiday is a way of telling ourselves, about blogging and a million other things, ‘Gonnae no’ dae that’. And if we ask why, the profoundly rational and existentially unanswerable reply is given, ‘Juist gonnae no?’
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Providence, the Edinburgh Subway and St Bride
Earlier this week went to Edinburgh to meet up with several folk. Met with Professor David Fergusson, a friend and theological mentor and we tried to put the theological world right, but with only limited success. David will deliver the Gifford lectures in Glasgow next year – I’ll post the dates nearer the time. He has been working for some time on the doctrine of Providence which will be the theological focus of his lectures.
Talking of Providence, walking down towards Princes St I was accosted by three excited American tourists who wanted to know where the nearest subway was. In my good humoured, smiling, best enunciated Scottish accent english, I explained that Glasgow, not Edinburgh had a subway, but Edinburgh did have a very good bus service. ‘No Sir, we want the nearest Subway’ she explained in her good humoured, smiling and best enunciated American accent English. And it dawned on me’ Oh, that kind of Subway’. The great big torpedo sized sandwich with shovels of filling type of subway. Since I wasn’t THAT sure, I suggested Rose St which has most of the eating places. Nearest Subway – come 5,000 miles across the Atlantic to Edinburgh, and need to find a…..Subway? Excuse the gender specific language but,’man shall not live by bread alone….it needs to be subway bread and with the familiar range of fillings etc’. Providence huh?
Then I met with Aileen and we had lunch – which was very fine – a celebration of the new job which starts soon. Later we went to Harvey Nicholls for coffee and sinfully indulgent pancakes, chocolate sauce and ice-cream – well, we were celebrating the job, and Providence is occasionally about more than calorific minimalism – remember, ‘not by bread alone’, need the pancakes’n stuff now and then. Providence is also about celebration, fun and the important people in our lives.
We also spent some time in the National Gallery doin our art critic and cultural browsing bit. There are a lot of magnificent pieces of art that don’t quite do it for me – I recognise their genius, their right to be considered masterpieces, but they don’t reach down into ‘that deep place we call the soul’ (Bono’s words). But some do – and one that always does it for me, is St Bride, by John Duncan.
Professor Donald Meek is deeply sceptical about the historical accuracy of Scottish Celtic Christianity as popularly promoted. Fair enough, and Donald’s own book on the subject is by far the most authoritative. But Duncan’s painting isn’t about historical specifics; it is about the deep mysteries of faith expressed through art which is deeply indebted to Celtic culture but which resonates with contemporary spiritual longings. When I come back from holiday I’ll post a bit more on this painting. So not much happenning on this blog for a week.
For now – enjoy and be exhilarated by the sheer glory of this painting. And if you can, go to the Scottish section and see it in all its ‘look at me’ splendour.
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Women….that which they are in themselves….
In The Prophecy of Jeremiah (New York: Revell, 1931), G. Campbell Morgan demonstrated how a Bible teacher, the foremost Evangelical expositor of his generation, and speaking over sixty years ago, handled a text relating to the role of women in Christian service.
‘The first responsibility of womanhood is that women should discover their personal rights in God, should realize that they bear to God a relationship which man does not affect, nor can; that they have a right of access to God, for the realization of that which they are in themselves, without the interference of man in any way.’
I wish, nearly 80 years on, women and men in our churches could approach the issue with the same bold grasp of the key Gospel principles of freedom and grown-upness in Christ. And that women in our Scottish churches were allowed to ‘realise that which they are in themselves before God’, and to share fully and frutifully in all the ministry and ministries of the Church of Jesus Christ.The passage is on pages 273-4. It was brought to my attention by my friend Kate Durie years ago….and it confirmed Campbell Morgan in my personal pantheon of Evangelicalism’s most attractive and biblically articulate writers.
