Couldn't have said it better myself...

"We are all made in the image of the God we choose to serve."

Blaise Pascal

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Before Anything was

As promised I will be posting a series of poems, monologues etc that we used in our Harvest Sunday Celebration of Creation and Creativity. Many of them I have posted previously as I originally wrote most of them for New Irish Arts' 10th Anniversary a whole ten years ago... This offering was originally written as a piece for 3 voices...

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.
Genesis 1: 1-2
Before anything was I am…
Before the beginning I always had been
I was in the beginning and the beginning was in me…
As is the end…
There was never nothing
There is always me…
And always will be…
I am
Eternally infinite…
Uncreated creator
Yet unfathomable
I am
But I chose to say “Let there be…”
And there was
There is


Sunday, September 28, 2014

A Worker's Prayer

Just when you thought I had completely given up on this blogging lark, I come crawling back into the blogsphere... Actually I plan to put up a few posts over the next few days off the back of an event we ran at church this evening for Harvest Sunday, but I thought I would start back with this song by Stuart Townend and my old friends Keith and Kristyn Getty which they wrote a couple of years ago. It is entitled "A Worker's Prayer" and it was sung by Matthew Good at our Harvest Service this morning, just after we had prayed with my son Owain in an act of commissioning for his departure tomorrow on his internship with St. Luke's UMC, Orlando, Florida (it's a tough job but someone's got to do it.) The words were so appropriate for both the harvest context and the commissioning, and it was very well sung, so it was very moving.
But as I prayed over my own son, and subsequently listened to the words of the song, I was struck once more that in an ideal world we should be praying over each young person as they head out from home for the first time, whether they are ostensibly going on "mission" or not... indeed we should be praying over each other every Sunday because we are all on (in the words of the Blues Brothers) a mission from God, whether we are in church-based work, "secular" employment, college, school, retirement or currently unemployed... And as such this is a song/prayer that is appropriate not just for those who are labouring in the "spiritual harvest field" but those on actual earthly farms, on fishing boats and in factories, providing food for us to eat, clothes to wear and other products to purchase. 
May God bless you wherever he has placed you, and others through you as you do your work to his glory.


Saturday, July 26, 2014


Recently I've been invited to attend a number of protests concerning the current Israeli-Palestinian conflict, asked to sign different petitions and encouraged to share different articles about the situation. I've done the latter a couple of times depending on the content of the article, but I have done neither of the former two, because I have not yet been entirely comfortable with the tone or origin of the protest or petition.  I don't know enough about the conflict to know how to effectively register my concerns, but I know enough to know which petitions I am not going to sign, and am reluctant to let my name on a petition or presence at a protest be held to indirectly add support to causes I would never support in a million years. I am not going to stand side by side with someone comparing the IDF to the Nazis, extolling the virtues of Hamas, or on the other hand sign a petition that equates criticism of Israel with anti-Semitism. As a result I have felt somewhat powerless. 
This is particularly problematic here in Northern Ireland where every global disagreement becomes viewed through the myopic green and orange tinted lenses worn by the people in this place, leading most discussions on facebook threads to become relatively predictable in terms of who supports what or whom. So again, I have tended to keep well clear... The following expresses some of my frustrations, but also some of the basic principles that guide my thoughts in this and other conflict situations. 

I'm Protestant...
I'm also pro-Catholic.
Pro-Unionist and pro-Republican.
Pro-Irish and pro-British.
Pro-Israeli and pro-Palestinian.
Pro-Ukrainian and pro-Russian.
Pro-American and pro-European.
Pro-Scottish and pro-English.



Anti-simplistic oppositional politics

Divide and conquer
Us and ours
Them and theirs
A long record of wrongs
Zero sum
They win
We lose

My enemy's enemy is my friend
But I long to make my enemy my friend
And to make erstwhile enemies
into new found friends.

And where I cannot find a way
of doing that directly
I will pray for those
who risk their lives
to bring love and peace
to places of hatred and conflict

Palestine... Israel... Iraq... Syria... Ukraine... Nigeria...
Northern Ireland...

I am Protestant


Wednesday, July 16, 2014

I am STILL confident of this...

I first posted a version of this back in November 2010, when I was in a deep dark place. Thankfully I am in a much better place today. But part of that is because the God of whom this Psalm speaks is the same on dark and difficult days as well as the bright sun-shiny ones. This coming Sunday we will be using a shorter responsive version of this Psalm, but I thought this version was worth posting today...

The LORD is my light and my salvation:
What have I got to fear?
The LORD is the fortress for my life:
Of whom shall I be afraid?
When wicked men and women bear down on me like beasts
longing to eat me alive,
they fall flat on their faces;
My enemies stumble and tumble.
Though I am besieged on all sides,
My heart will not falter or fear.
Though world war three breaks out around me,
even then will I be cool, calm and collected.

One thing I ask from the LORD,
this is what I’m looking for:
that I may live in the presence of the LORD all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the glory of the LORD and to serve him in his holy place.
For when times are tough he’ll keep me safe behind his ramparts
He’ll lift me up beyond the reach of those who would pull me down
He’ll hide me in the folds of his tent,
high on the rock of his faithfulness.

Then I will worship with songs of joy;
I will sing and make music to the LORD.
Listen LORD, I’m calling at the top of my lungs
Be merciful LORD, and answer me.
My heart said to me, "Seek God’s face!"
So I sought you out, O LORD.
Don’t hide your face from me now.
Don’t turn me away or forsake me,
For you have always been my helper.

So don’t reject me, O God my Saviour.
Even when my father and mother turned their backs on me,
Your arms were ready to receive me.
Point me in the right direction, O LORD;
lead me along paths where I’ll feel safe from ambush.
Don’t deliver me into the hands of my enemies,
For they will say or do anything to bring me harm.

Despite all that’s going on around me, I am still confident of this:
I will see God’s goodness bear fruit this side of the grave.
Wait for the LORD;
take heart, hold on and wait for the LORD.

from Psalm 27

Monday, July 7, 2014

A Suitable Psalm for the Parading Season?

The following is a paraphrase of a extract from Psalm 118, more commonly associated with Palm Sunday but perhaps a suitable Psalm for the parading season? Not a parade remembering a king conquering his enemies on a white horse with a sword in his hand, but one of a king on a donkey, with palm branches rather than banners and flags... 
We used this last night as part of our Service of Prayer for Parades and Peace...

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
his love endures for ever.
The Lord is my strength and my song;
he has become my salvation.
Shouts of joy and victory resound from the homes of the righteous:
"The Lord's right hand has done mighty things!
The Lord's right hand is lifted high;
the Lord's right hand has done mighty things!"
Open for me the gates of righteousness;
I will enter and give thanks to the Lord.
I will give you thanks, for you answered me;
you have become my salvation.
This is the day the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
O Lord, save us;
O Lord, grant us success.
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.
From the house of the Lord we bless you.
The Lord is God, and he has made his light shine upon us.
Holding palm leaves in our hands let us join in this joyous procession.
You are my God, and I will give thanks;
you are my God, and I will exalt you.
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
his love endures for ever.
From Psalms 118:14-29


Sunday, July 6, 2014

Forgiveness Again...

This is another Jesus-Peter dialogue in the style of Bell and Maule, but prompted by the words of the Lord's Prayer and Jesus' story of the Unforgiving Servant in Matthew 18: 21-35. I wrote it years ago and was surprised I had never posted it before. It was originally slated for posting a fortnight ago, when we were scheduled to use it in the morning service... but things went on a bit, so I pulled it both from the service and from the blog... We should be using it in this morning's service at 11am in Belfast South, so long as thing don't go on too long again! But if they do I hope the congregation will forgive me...

Peter:        Eh... Jesus...?
Jesus:       Yes, Peter?
Peter:        How many times did you say I should forgive my brother?
Jesus:       Have you and Andrew been fighting again, Peter?
Peter:        Oh, you know what he’s like... I know you want us to forgive each other, but I really am ready to deck him... And I can’t remember, are we supposed to forgive others 77 times or is it 70 times 7?
Jesus:       Who’s counting?
Peter:        I am… Remember… I asked you how many times should I forgive him and you told me 77, or 70 times 7 or some other ridiculously huge number… And well, I’ve already forgiven him 76 times so I’m wondering if the next time is the last?
Jesus:       How do you know there will be a next time?
Peter:        Oh, Don’t you worry… There’ll be a next time… If I haven’t drowned him first…
Jesus:       That’s hardly the right attitude… I didn’t mean that you only had to forgive someone 77 times, or 70 times 7 times before hitting them with a baseball bat…
Peter:        A what?
Jesus:       Never mind…
Peter:        So if it’s not 77, or 70 times 7, how many times is it then? 77 times 7?
Jesus:       No… Think of a number…
Peter:        What?
Jesus:       Just think of a number…
Peter:        OK.
Jesus:       Double it.
Peter:        Right.
Jesus:       Square it.
Peter:        Yes.
Jesus:       Multiply it by 3 million, raise it to the power of 10 and then add the number you first thought of.
Peter:        I’m sorry Jesus… I never was very good at maths…
Jesus:       But you’re still good at keeping score of the number of times someone has wronged you.
Peter:        So you are saying I should just forgive and forget.
Jesus:       The words never crossed my lips.
Peter:        You can’t just keep letting people off... Pretending that what they have done doesn’t matter.
Jesus:       I didn’t say you should… Forgiveness isn’t about saying that when others do something wrong it’s OK... It’s about saying that what they have done is not OK but you will forgive them anyway.
Peter:        but how many times?
Jesus:       As many times as you need to...
Peter:        But knowing Andrew that could be forever!
Jesus:       And…
Peter:        Well there have to be limits Lord…
Jesus:       Do there?
Peter:        Yes… Otherwise people can take advantage of you…
Jesus:       OK then Peter… How many times do you want to be forgiven?
Peter:        What?
Jesus:       How many times do you want to be forgiven?
Peter:        But this isn’t about me?
Jesus:       Is it not?
Peter:        No… It’s about Andrew…
Jesus:       Well do you remember that prayer I taught you?
Peter:        Our Father and all that stuff…
Jesus:       Yes…
Peter:        What about it?
Jesus:       Well how do we ask God to forgive us in that prayer?
Peter:      “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us?” And…?.
Jesus:     What about that?
Peter:      But this is nothing to do with trespassing… 
Jesus:     Don’t try to wriggle out of it… You know what it means…
Peter:      OK… I know… But when do I have to stop forgiving Andrew or anyone else… 
Jesus:     it’s simple…
Peter:      When… 
Jesus:     When you want God to stop forgiving you…


Saturday, July 5, 2014

I will exalt you (Again!)

Tomorrow's lectionary readings include a portion of Psalm 145. Here's a an amended reblog of a reblog of a responsive version I wrote a while back:

I will exalt you, my God and King:
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
Every day I will praise you
And extol your name for ever and ever
Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no-one can fathom.

One generation will remind the next about your wonderful works;
they will share stories of your mighty acts.
They will sing of the glorious splendour of your majesty
And I will mediate on your miracles
They will proclaim the power of your almighty arm
And I will tell one all about your great deeds.
They will celebrate your abundant goodness
and joyfully sing of your justice and mercy.

My mouth will shout out in praise of the Lord
Let every creature praise his holy Name

Psalm 145