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Who is Your God?

Who is your God?
Who is your God?.
We live in a world that has seemingly lost its sense of balance and rhythm.Cities are awake for 24 hours a day.The internet never stops.Media companies vie with each other to bombard us with news, alternative news and fake news, controlling how we think, what we like or dislike, and how we are likely to vote.Perhaps something to bear in mind as we prepare for another General Election on 8th June
I don’t know about you, but I find the internet to be a sometimes very challenging experience.Hugely useful on the one hand – keeping up to date with the latest evidence in the world of medicine, physiotherapy and drugs would be much, much harder without access to Pubmed, Medline and things like secure emails.I can check all the NICE guidelines at the click of a mouse, not that I would really want to look at ALL of them.
On the other side of the coin, it can also be extremely addictive.How many people have used their computer or phone to look up something only to…

Trust in God, Trust also in me

Do not let your hearts be troubled, believe in God, believe also in me (NRSV) John 14:1, that’s is how today’s reading starts.
This is a tough reading to get to grips with, it’s often a reading that is read at funerals, as I guess it seems to offer comfort to people that Jesus is saying that he has prepared a place for us.However it contains much more than comfort, and is as powerful for the now as it is for comforting for the future.I think to fully understand what is happening here one needs to look at what has happening.Chapter 14 is part of the four chapters long farewell discourse by Jesus at the last supper.For John the last supper is a key event in Jesus’ life, otherwise why would we get as much as four chapters.
So, we are at the last supper; Jesus has just washed everyone’s feet, showing them that they were to emulate a style of leadership and living that was at odds with the world around them.Indeed, Jesus’ actions and message echoes that given in Matthew Ch 20 when after Jame…

commitment, ours and Gods.....

What does Baptism or Christening mean to you?What has happened this morning for Caitlyn and her family and friends.I wonder if there is anything that related to what we remember of Jesus on Palm Sunday.Let’s investigate a little together. First some clarification.We might Christen our child, or they may later undergo what is called adult baptism, (that’s not a second baptism but some people elect to wait until they are old enough to decide for themselves and then choose to be immersed in water – it is not necessarily better, rather it is different).In either case, it is a ritual that is engaged in.It is a very arranged piece of theatre.Much like many church services you might think.There are questions and responses, we have heard them this morning.There may be Godparents, the person may be shown off to the church and afterwards a time of celebration. When we then look at the Gospel reading today from Matthew; Ch21 v 1-11.; what do we see or think is going on.Some would argue that it …

Sin and Forgiveness

What do we mean by SIN?(invite suggestions) What do we mean by forgiveness?
In my childhood, I was raised in the Catholic Church and as such confession was a regular occurrence.Most of the time I didn’t really know what to say, so offered a measly collection of lying, winding up a sibling etc.On reflection, I feel a bit sorry for the priest, who must have sat there listening to a litany of material that perhaps didn’t really mean anything.And those were the days before Ipods, and the like so he really had nowhere to escape to.When I was preparing to write this message, I started to wonder why I didn’t really know what to confess to.Was it a lack of imagination?Unikely, as I never had problems with imagining myself in all sorts of situations and crises, always of course as the hero.Was it because I didn’t sin?Definitely NO.I am the same as anyone else.No, on reflection, whatever one’s views on the place or value of the confessional; I think the problem for me what that I didn’t really ha…