Yes, I like the idea of a life of riding peacefully at anchor
Yes, I look forward to, like the weaned child of Psalm 131, having a soul at peace.
No, I’m not at all sure I want our Beloved to be in complete control of my life!
… joy of joys we discover, along with Vicky, that sometimes what we thought was broken was beautiful all along. And this has been so since our beloved breathed the Breath of Life into us.
Before the service, speak to God;
During the service, allow God to speak to you;
After the service, speak to one another…
Love, thou didst enter very softly in
To hold this heart of mine.
No sound, no stir, no sign!
How couldst thou cross my threshold all unseen?
Can we dare let the ‘Breath of God’ breathe on us?
Mountaintop or dark valley, bright summer day or deepest night, there is no-one else to go to, no-one else to guide us, no-one else to feed us, no-one else to hold us.
We don’t deserve this love but we are loved anyway. The least we can do is respond with words of praise and aim to live lives of service.
I love these moments, these Trysting Places, with Our Beloved. With Vicky (and Whitney – see below) I must learn to go there not only when I am in a good place but also when all I want to do is hide in the bushes.
I have learnt that if I don’t aim to listen, if I don’t decide to set aside other voices – especially my own – I stand no chance of hearing any of the gentle whispers of Jesus.
The answer, the only possible antidote to hate is not revenge but love. For only as we love those who hate us and God do we show that we have allowed the love of God to pierce our hearts and conquer our selfishness.
Suffolk Vicar 