My New Christmas Song

I wrote a song! It’s got Shepherds and Angels in it. So, it must by definition be a Christmas song. It’s astonishing when I think about it how much the shepherds feature in my Christmas thinking.

Back to Church

Well, here we all are, sitting in Church every Sunday. It’s nice in Church.

Jesus is not my boyfriend

It’s a bold statement, and comes with an odd background. I’ve been reading this article, and trying to find a sensible way to phrase my reaction.

Harvest Festival

I’m playing tomorrow for a Harvest Festival at my church. It’s a traditional affair with the usual harvest hymns, but I’m a bit stuck because of several limiting factors:

Who is Jesus to me?

Who is Jesus to me?
He’s a mystery.

Mary and Martha

The funny thing is, having read Luke 10:38-42 that I could suddenly see the unfairness of it.
Look closely. It’s Martha who opens her house to Jesus, and so she is rightly concerned with preparations to make him welcome. Mary sits at his feet and listens, and she makes the better choice, but somehow you can see why Martha does her headless chicken act over the preparations.
Look at some of the other folks Jesus eats with. Zaccheus is an appalling man, guilty of corruption and fraud. In fact, it’s more like outright theft.
Jesus picks people to be with because his Dad made them, and he holds the key to their salvation, not because they’re good examples. He takes them as they are but doesn’t shy away from correcting their faults. So he is with all of us, if we have the will to invite him in.

This thought and others generated at the Wired to Worship service at Aldridge Parish Church this evening.

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