The God Particle

Touring the UK and Coming to Rugby – Thursday June 13th 8pm at St Matthews and St Oswalds church!

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‘A quantum physicist and a vicar walk into a bar… joining forces to solve  a perplexing mystery, they discover the real meaning of faith, knowledge, love and the importance of keeping an open mind. A brand new romantic sci-fi. Deep, smart and very funny.’

Written by James Carey one of the co-writers of Miranda, this 75 minute one act play has been described as Rev meets Hitchhikers Guide

Tickets £8 from m2o church office 01788 330440. Doors open 7.15 and free refreshments afterwards.

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From East to West on a Bike

One month from today will be the first day of my big bike ride challenge.

Here is a picture of the approximate route

route map for ride east to west

I start at Lowestoft on Monday June 17th and hope that by tea time on Monday June 24th I will be pedalling into St David’s having done about 400 ish miles. The average daily distance is 60 miles.

The actual route is very very wiggly in order to keep me on quiet roads. I go north and south almost as much as I go west. And that’s before I get lost! I have never done a solo bike trip before and every time I’ve done bike trips in the past I have been blessed by the company of people who either read maps and/or have a good sense of direction. So I have had the joy of pedalling along happily oblivious to where I am or where I have to get to by tea time.

This time I will have to keep my nose up close to the route! I have a detailed set of highly coded instructions, none of which will make any sense at all until I am the place where the direction applies eg ‘at  RB, TL then at Xroads CSO, look out for PH on LHS and BL at T Junc’.  There is a turning every mile or two so if  I miss one it could all go horribly wrong!

Anyway, we shall see.

My other worry is my left ankle. I have been working really hard on strengthening it and I can now run decent distances without it complaining but, ouch, it’s really grumbling after the first long training ride :-)  Heigh ho, I am committed now (or should be?)

I am doing this ride for two reasons. One, it is an extended ‘retreat on a bike’, a long break from an intense period of activity during our churches’ interregnum and a well-timed moment to step out of the flow and think about directions for the way ahead. (Oh boy, am I ever going to be thinking about ‘directions’).

Secondly, it’s an opportunity to raise money and awareness for a charity we became involved with last year. The  International Justice Mission UK works to free women enslaved in prostitution or families in bonded labour particularly in India. They rescue and rehabilitate as well as work as advocates bringing perpetrators to justice and campaigning for better legal protection for the poor. I was very moved last year to see the hopeless plight of a family trapped in bonded labour in a documentary called ’58′. It powerfully showed the debilitating effect of being trapped, living without any hope for the future and facing only days filled with either hard labour or demeaning abuse.

Here I am with bike in the IMJ t-shirt

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So if you would like to spur me on, please consider supporting this charity.

Here is the link

http://www.virginmoneygiving.com/SheilaBridge

I would like to raise £1,000. All the money goes to the charity, I’m paying all  my own costs for the trip because after all it is, for me, a ‘holiday’!

(If you know me in person/through church and would prefer not to sponsor me online, I will be passing any cash/cheque donations to Casa Re’om which is a project in Mozambique supported by our church, it is a home/school for street children. Here is the link to info about this project http://www.casa-reom.org.uk/)

If you are not able to give (and I know you may well be giving generously to many other good causes) please pray, if you do that kind of thing:  pray my left ankle will hold up and that I won’t get too badly lost along the way.

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Grandpa’s Homecoming

Yesterday we said our final farewells to Grandpa Bill. Out of all the stories the one I can picture the best was the one of him leaping over a box hedge and falling through a patient’s front door having executed a perfect Rugby slide along her hall floor. Picking himself up complete with medical bag he proceeded to visit the patient as if nothing unusual had happened!

Grandpa was a big man in so many ways, but very humble about the many things he had been given the opportunity to do. His favourite phrase was ‘keep looking up’, meaning ‘Keep your eyes on Jesus’ and his favourite worship song was ‘Jesus be the centre’ – he loved it for the line ‘Be the wind in these sails’.

Along with several other rousing hymns, we sang that song together and we listened to the song below. It’s very beautiful and created a really poignant and special moment remembering a very special gentleman.

The Obituary in The Scotsman:

http://www.scotsman.com/news/obituaries/obituary-william-brewitt-young-scotland-s-oldest-rugby-internationalist-1-2915185

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Grommit is right

Grommit is right

Nuff said

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April 6, 2013 · 5:32 pm

Supersonic Cycling!

Today I began my training regime for my big summer ride.

I rode 615 miles around Draycote  Water!!!!

No kidding – check this out:

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And if you look closely, I went all that way and didn’t even make it home!

I wouldn’t have minded but it was a bit galling to find out I’d gone that far and still had 3 miles to get home.

Apparently I was doing a mile every 8 seconds! No wonder the woman stopped giving me updates – she couldn’t keep up! And as for calories, I had to round down the actual amount, it wouldn’t let me save the NINE digit number it originally recorded. That must be worth a few buns.

So okay, it’s not a late April Fool’s. I confess, I only cycled about 15 miles,  the app on my gadget went beserk.  But it was fun!

In June I will be doing an  8 day ride from Lowestoft to St David’s – 60 miles a day. Doing the ‘side to side’ on quiet back roads and taking it reasonably slow. I’m very, very excited.  But I’ve been battling injury for the last 6 weeks and the weather certainly hasn’t helped.  Now April  is here I really have to focus so I was determined to get out in spite of the cold. I wore: 2 pairs of trousers, 1 pair leg warmers, three base layers, arm-warmers and gloves. I also put self- heating pads in my shoes. And yes, I was still cold.

Most people think I’m mad but after enthusing about it the other day to one friend, she said ‘I get it! It’s a retreat on a bike… I still think you’re mad but I get it’. 

It is indeed. I am going alone except that my beloved will join me when I reach the welsh hills. He wont cycle but he can take my panniers off the bike and meet me every evening. I also hope to benefit two charities. One is the International Justice Mission UK which works to free women trapped in prostitution in India as well as families and children enslaved in bonded labour. Any offline donations will go to Casa Reom the project our church works with in Mozambique.

http://www.ijmuk.org

http://www.casa-reom.org.uk/

I’ll create a donation page soon and keep you updated but at last the training regime has really got off to a ‘flying start’!

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The Kindness of Strangers

Earlier this week a had a lovely encounter in second hand shop that reminded me that where we can take small actions to help someone else, the effect can be out of all proportion to the effort.

My second cousin had been staying for a long weekend. A whole generation below me in age, she feels more like an extra to our own grown up kids. She has come to live in the UK from Australia and has been getting established little by little, finding a job, changing job, finding digs, then finding different digs as you do at that age.  She had not long moved house when she came last weekend so household items where on her ‘to do’ list eg clothes hangers. She learnt the meaning of ‘blag’, right after she’d blagged four coat-hangers for free in a supermarket. (She didn’t have the word but she had the skill!)

Then on Sunday we window shopped in a little second hand furniture shop just round the corner and Emily spotted an appealing beside cabinet.

The shop wasn’t open again till Tuesday so we wandered round then whilst taking the dog for his constitutional.

The item was there. The item looked perfect. But within minutes of arriving, the item had sold! And not to Emily :-(

We commiserated with each other over bad timing and I tried to cheer her up but as this was the third ‘beside cabinet search’ of the weekend, we were pretty gutted to have got ‘so close’ to a successful purchase.

Two minutes later, the person who’d bought it walked back into the shop and announced, ‘I don’t really have space for this, I’ve decided I don’t want it after all’

That was the first mini-miracle: it was there, it wasn’t there, it was there again!

So we conferred again… we hadn’t even discussed the price yet and then there was still the problem of getting it back to London on the train…

We were interrupted mid-conversation by a young woman shopping in the same store.

‘Where do you live in London?’

Odd question. But even so, Emily told her.

‘Oh we live just near there, we’re going back this evening. We can put it in our car for you and deliver it to your house tomorrow!!’

I think there was a stunned silence at this point. Followed by ‘Really?

She checked with her husband who was also in the store and he was fine with the idea. She even apologised for not being able to fit Emily herself in the car!

How amazing is that? They happened to be in the shop for the same few moments we were, they happen to live just a few streets away (London is a big place!) and they happened to be willing to help out a complete stranger.

Brilliant!

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Now Emily has her lovely beside table in place, one of the first pieces of furniture she’s ever owned for herself and it will always have a lovely memory attached to it.  Forgive me Emily, I know you may be ambivalent about divine intervention but I know who I was thanking when we walked out the store!

(As you can see Emily is a gifted photographer. Her real passion is photographing (and cooking) food. She hopes to develop her talent and train towards getting paid to do this. Meanwhile here is her blog http://www.emilyjmarthick.blog.com/  Go on, salivate… it’s delicious but calorie free).

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Can we be forgiven without saying sorry?

There is something missing in the gospels! I am shocked!

So often we read the Bible so closely to see what IS there, it’s not often that I am so forcefully struck by something that is NOT there.

Yesterday I took a primary school assembly on ‘how to pray’. Using a teaspoon, I taught the children that prayer can be very simple. If they don’t know what to say they can remember the abbreviation for teaspoon and it will help remind them of the three most essential things to say when we pray.

T = thank you

S = sorry

P = please

I’ve done this assembly before but not had time for stories. Yesterday I had time to illustrate my points so I was racking around in my head to think of examples for each prayer from the gospels.

P was easy. People were constantly saying ‘please’ to Jesus: ‘please would you heal, please would you come, please would feed us, please do this, please don’t do the other, and on and on and on’. Jesus was overwhelming petitioned and what’s amazing is that most of the time he said ‘yes’ and he sometimes even took time to heal people who hadn’t actually asked. No wonder he often withdrew to solitary places to pray!  Phew, I was overwhelmed by all the possible ‘please’ examples I could have used.

T wasn’t as easy to find. There are actually very few recorded instances of people saying ‘thank you’. Eventually I settled on telling the story of the 10 lepers although the actual point of that story is that 9 completely failed to say ‘thank you’ (Luke 17:11)  Some days a simple thank you is just the kind of positive feedback that puts me back on my feet. If the number of thank you stories are representative of the kind of positive feedback Jesus received then I suspect he had to manage on very little.

But ‘S’? ‘Sorry’? (This is where I had my shocking revelation) No one ever, ever, ever says sorry to Jesus!

There are NO examples to follow.  Please correct me if I’m wrong but I did go through all four gospels.There are incidents of remorse and regret but NO actual apologies given in words of two syllables or less eg ‘I am sorry’. (27/3/13 Edit: Hurray! I stand corrected there is Zacchaeus whose actions speak louder than words, even though he doesn’t actually say ‘I am sorry’  in as many words. See Luke 19, thank you Charles, see his comment below)

And, let’s face it it’s, there was plenty of scope for apologies from the disciples alone.

Here are some apologies Jesus never heard from his disciples: ‘sorry for being thick’ (Luke 24:25), for panicking (Matt 8:25), for squabbling (Luke 22:24) for wanting to call down fire from heaven on people we didn’t like (Luke 9:54), for shooing children away (Luke 18:15), for falling asleep when you needed us most (Mark 14:37)  and finally ‘sorry for actually deserting you’ (Mark 14:50)… and not one of them apologises.  No one ever says ‘sorry’ to Jesus! No wonder he once wondered out loud ‘how long will have to put up with you?’ (Luke 9:41), I can’t say I blame him.  (Oops, note to self: Jesus is still putting up with me: being thick, panicking, squabbling, being unkind to other people, nodding off etc, etc…oh dear, no change there then)

Why is this shocking?

Because in spite of all the stupidity, ingratitude, misunderstanding and sheer cowardice, Jesus goes ahead and surrenders himself up to a grossly unfair justice system, to the baying of a whipped up crowd and the cruelty of an agonising death.

(And how many of us have ever held on to a grudge on the basis that ‘THEY haven’t said sorry’? Just as well Jesus never did)

I am amazed that in the gospels there is no example of repentance for me to follow.  In fact in order for there to be one, Jesus had to make up, not one but two stories. The first is about a boy who came to his senses, admitted his foolishness and returned to his father. But even in that story the emphasis is hardly on the apology which is barely out of the boy’s mouth before the Father overwhelms him with love and welcome.  The second story is about two men who go to the temple and pray: one thanks God that’ he’s not a sinner and the other beats his chest in humility and acknowledges his guilt (Luke 18:13).  Guess which prayer works?

Peter, whose three-fold denial left possibly the most glaring need for an apology ever, had to have his admission of failure coaxed out of him sideways by a gently rebuking Jesus. Even Peter didn’t manage an apology; he just managed to look sheepish, which, let’s face it, is our fairly standard human response.  But it was enough, what a relief that is for all of us for whom ‘sorry seems to be the hardest word’. Ironic then, isn’t it,  that it is actually Judas who comes the closest to an ‘apology’ at least in terms for totally taking responsibility for his own actions ‘I have sinned… I have betrayed innocent blood’ (Matthew 27:3) he declares to the indifferent Jewish authorities. You can’t get much clearer than that?  So sad then that his subsequent action suggested that he despaired of the possibility of grace.

There IS one other very beautiful act of repentance in the gospels: it is wordless and it is performed by a woman. We know she is repenting because Jesus accepts her actions as a form of penitence and gives her an absolution for her sins (Luke 7: 47 and 50). Maybe that is why in Mark’s version of this story, Jesus comments that this woman’s act will be remembered wherever the gospel is preached (Mark 14:9).

I know there are plenty of references to repentance outside of the gospels that point to repentance being important (1 John 1:8,9 for example) so  clearly repentance has a right and necessary place but sometimes we elevate it to the status of a ‘work’ in other words it earns us salvation. The reality is that salvation was won for us, it is bestowed on us. It is, from first to last, the work of God and the gift of God. Maybe this short reflection on the missing element of apology in the gospels should cause us to think about the immeasurable depths of God’s love. ‘While we were sinners, Christ died for us’ ie before we apologised, repented, admitted our guilt, Jesus carried out the work of salvation well before anyone thought to either thank him or apologise for their part in putting him on the cross.

The reason I find this gospel perspective so intriguing is because my evangelical heritage has ingrained into me the ‘four steps to salvation’ plan where God’s grace hinges completely on our act of repentance. This absence of repentance in the gospels goes somewhat against that emphasis.  Sure, I know it says in 1 John 1:8, 9 that ‘if we confess our sins he is faithful and just and will forgive us from all unrighteousness’ but I can’t help feeling that over the years some Christians have put that IF in capital letters. And the effect of this is that our role in the story of salvation becomes too big, we become too self-important. (It doesn’t take much for an over emphasis on ‘being good at repenting’ tips us over into ‘being good at being good’ and suddenly we have arrived at justification by works ie it’s all about us).  Great theologians such as Eugene Peterson and Karl Barth, to name two I have read recently, would say no, it’s all about God. Salvation is all the work of God and when we give ourselves too grand a part to play in the story, the risk is that we have a lessened view of the amazing, incredible, generous and all encompassing grace of God. Never forget that the prodigal never got to end of his apology speech, it was enough that he turned and headed for home, from that moment on his forgiveness was assured. It hinged far more on the character of the one who bestowed it than on the merit of his repentance.

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Let me show you what I mean from two verses in Isaiah

I, even I, am he blots out your transgressions , for my sake, and remembers your sins no more’ Isaiah 43:25  Notice the reiteration of ‘I’ in other words, it’s all about me not you. Verses 26 and 27 go on to say (my paraphrase) ‘let’s look at your situation, it’s all gone horribly wrong from the very start, you don’t have a leg to stand on’.

Now turn forward to Isaiah 44:22 ‘I have swept away your offences like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you’  Again, the double emphasis on the pronoun ‘I’. And do you notice the order? God says I have done this before you even asked or appealed for forgiveness, now all you need to do is accept the gift I’ve brought about for you.

And this is exactly how it is in the gospels. Jesus went ahead and carried out the work of salvation while no one asked for it, no one apologised and no one even understood. This adds enormous depth to Paul’s phrase ‘while we were still sinner Christ died for us’ (Romans 5:8)

So to come back to the provocative question in the title: can we be forgiven without saying sorry? I think a change of direction towards God rather than moving away from him is necessary along with at least some sense of our inadequacy but we must not get too prescriptive about how that  our needy disposition is expressed, my experience is that God will graciously accept the weakest of whispered prayers. Maybe the gift analogy helps here: forgiveness is a gift, already wrapped and labelled with your name on it, everything necessary has been already done. All you need to do is come with empty hands to receive it.

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