Showing posts with label mission. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mission. Show all posts
Sunday, 9 July 2017
No longer Holy Island Vicar
It has been a blast. I hope mostly in a positive way.
In many ways it has been the best time of my ministry amongst wonderful people and in brilliant churches.
Following in the footsteps of saint of old, with the opportunity to write something new in the annals of the history of Holy Island. In the end, I did not do that, although as my wife has just pointed out, that is for others to judge.
I did infuriate some people, as has been said to me a number of occasions, 'it took me a while to get used to you...'.
I made some people laugh and cry... I encouraged others to doubt and also believe, reminding people that the two, faith and doubt are siblings.
I convinced people that things were possible and that they as people made in the image of God were able to do wonderful things... and they did... and will do so.
They have blessed me, and this afternoon I blessed my people as their vicar for the last time.
Keep safe, my friends
#holyislandvicarout #micdrop #smile
Thursday, 6 July 2017
step by step
It was my last service at Ysgol y Parchedig Thomas Ellis yesterday. I confess that I had a little moment, when tears could have flowed. It is a brilliant school with an exceptional headteacher. It is closing and merging to become part of Ysgol Cybi; so that lessons the sadness that I will not be going back there to Thomas Ellis, no one will.
Life has been full of goodbyes over the last few weeks. They are about to reach a crescendo.
This picture is taken near Caerlaverock, quite close to the wildfowl and wetlands centre (http://www.wwt.org.uk/wetland-centres/caerlaverock/). Whilst is a still picture, there is much happening, the light interacting with the water, the sun and the river... There needs to be sometimes lots of activity to create a moment of peace.
Similarly, it is also true for the sadness to come, there must have been much contentment and joy.
Time to move on.
Life has been full of goodbyes over the last few weeks. They are about to reach a crescendo.
This picture is taken near Caerlaverock, quite close to the wildfowl and wetlands centre (http://www.wwt.org.uk/wetland-centres/caerlaverock/). Whilst is a still picture, there is much happening, the light interacting with the water, the sun and the river... There needs to be sometimes lots of activity to create a moment of peace.
Similarly, it is also true for the sadness to come, there must have been much contentment and joy.
Time to move on.
Monday, 17 April 2017
Witnessing. But to whom?
On Good Friday, I took part in the Caergybi CYTUN Walk of Witness from St Mary's RC Church to the Millennium Cross in town. The walk is done in silence, and at the cross there is a short bilingual service consisting of hymns, readings and prayers, and this year for the first time a Bible story told by the Open the Book team.
In Holyhead, this is a positive event on a number of levels, not least because churches and chapels, Welsh and English come together and are seen to do so publicly. Division between church and chapel and across language divide is well known within Wales, and to do something together publicly is a dramatic statement.
The walk (no more than 10 minutes long) follows a wooden cross and a banner bearing the CYTUN logo. It is the only public act of witness that we do together. There are other events and activities members of CYTUN get up to throughout the year, not least the support of the Foodbank under the banner of the Trussell Trust.
As we pass up the high street, those watching tend to fall silent. Some know what is happening and others clearly seem not to. 'What is going on?', one middle aged woman said to another, with the response, 'I think it is something religious'. Clearly the answer to that observation is 'yes', 'no', 'but' and quite possibly 'and'. The events of the first Good Friday cannot be described as a religious event. Indeed the unjust execution of an innocent human being is not at all comfortable.
There is no sense that we are claiming any particular ground or public space. We are offering worship, remembering, bearing witness to our faith under the town's Millennium Cross, erected by the Town Council to commemorate the Millennium.
Christianity has shaped Holyhead. The story of Cybi, the celtic monk who was gifted the Roman fort in the middle of the six century, has given the town its name, Caergybi: Cybi's fort. There are images of Cybi on public display throughout the town. Whilst, many many have long since forgotten that this place on the edge of Anglesey was a significant place of pilgrimage, and at one stage with the presence of a number of so many celtic saints in the vicinity, it is highly likely that the town was known as Holyhead. Indeed, those tasked with increasing tourism to the area, have made much of the fact that the area is Ynys Cybi (Cybi's Island - there he is again) or Holy Island. One might therefore suppose that faith groups are welcome to witness openly in the public sphere without it being seen necessarily as trying to dominate. Unlike many areas of the British Isles, particularly the urban conurbations, Holyhead does not have much of a faith mix. There is a mosque in a house and we do have according to census figures more than our share of Jedi knights (here is me attempting some cultural relevance)
The key thing then for us is not about cultural appropriateness, but whether we witness in a manner that is understandable and indeed whether anyone is actually watching. Or whether there is just something good about Welsh and English speaking Christians from churches and chapels retelling our story and reminding the town of its own story, especially as it wants to use the story to shape its own future.
I am sure there will be more later.
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