Children’s Bible Stories

Feb 15

 

The Works Publisher’s Outlet currently has some really good resources that are ridiculously cheap!  Over the course of the last week or so I’ve been tentatively ordering copies to give them a read.  My experience is that when books like this appear in outlets they often stray far and wide from the source material.  So we’ve given them a read and they are good.  Obviously they are retelling the scriptures for young children but the content is good.

So how cheap are they?

My First Bible Stories is £3 and as this photo illustrates, it is a substantial book with a padded cover and a lovely bow to keep it shut.  It also comes with a partner called My First Prayers.  If you buy them as a pair it works out at £5!

The Easter Story and Noah’s Ark are part of a series including Jonah and the Whale, In the Beginning and Joseph and His Coat of Many Colours.  As you can see from this photo, it is a large book with good illustrations.

So what you really need to know is that they are £2 each.  But if you buy 10 or more they become £1 each.  And if you spend over £21, delivery is free.  I’ve bought large sets of them to use with our toddler group at Holy Nativity.

I suspect that with the large number of people I have told this that they may sell out quickly!

Sing Hosanna

Feb 12

I am used to watching adverts destroy a song we play in Silverthorn. Who can forget DFS using Rock Star until everyone on earth hated it?  As we await the second half of Friends, Vanarama (who I have never heard of) appeared on my tellybox.  I wish I was a fly on the wall of the meeting where an advertising executive pitched “Sing Hosanna” as a soundtrack to their company.

Alternative Hymnal – VNV Nation, Nova

Feb 2

Why is Robb sharing electronica?  Who can say?  It’s not normally my kind of thing but when we were running the charity stall at Whitby Goth Weekend this came out of my friend’s iPod and I really like it. Electronic goth/industrial – no spandex in sight.  

Every time it comes on my playlist I wonder if we could throw an electric guitar and a cranked Marshall at it for Rock Mass at the blessing. I think we may give it a go at some point this year. I’ll ask The Bassplayer what she thinks.  

Now I’ve listened again a couple of times on the train maybe it could be part of a penitential rite. I’ll ask Fr Simon if he fancies making something special for it in March. 

I long to feel my heart burned open wide, til nothing else remains, 

except the fires from which I came.

Like parted souls, divided for an age, awe and wonder I´d embrace, 

and the world anew again. 

But now, this picture from me fades. 

From still´s cold hand there´s no reprieve, light the fire in me.
Shine, shine your light on me.

Illuminate me, make me complete.

Lay me down, and wash this world from me.

Open the skies, and burn it all away. 

‘Cause I’ve been waiting, all my life just waiting, 

for you to shine, shine your light on me.
I dreamed the world, with my eyes open.

But time moved on and then, new worlds begin again.

Oh my heart, in this universe so vast.

No moment was made to last, so light the fire in me.
Shine, shine your light on me.

Illuminate me, make me complete.

Please shine, shine your light on me.

No hesitation, make me complete.
Lay me down, and wash this world from me.

Open the skies, and burn it all away. 

‘Cause I’ve been waiting, all my life just waiting, 

for you to shine, shine your light on me.

Act Justly, Love Mercy, Walk Humbly – Micah 6:8

Jan 19

At Rock Mass we have a yearly theme.  The theme for this year is Micah 6:8, “Act Justly, Love Mercy, Walk Humbly”.  This is the introductory video we’ve put together for each service.  We have a 4:3 ratio background in the service so I thought I’d better do a widescreen version for you with no Rock Mass logos.

Rock Mass is a monthly sacramental alt:worship service at Holy Nativity Church in Mixenden.  Our band Metanoia usually play at it and you are all welcome to come along!!  Bring your friends!  Follow Metanoia on Facebook for updates.

Why Did You Stop Blogging?

Jan 18

“It’s a fair cop” was the reply I gave when I was asked this on Sunday morning.  My honest answer is that I haven’t had much time between the being creative bits to document what I have done.  Then a plague befell our household all over Christmas and New Year which wiped us out.  We are both now well again.  I have since been playing catch up with all of the things I dropped because of illness.  I have also been trying to put back together all of my websites since they have moved server.  As of half an hour ago it’s all fixed (I hope) so I’d better start coming up with content.

Enough excuses!  Time for action!

Going to Church for the First Time

May 22


We wandered to the imposing door as we watched the couple in front of us get met at the door. I turn to Ruth and whisper “he’s turning them away”. After a brief interaction they are granted entry. We tentatively approach the elderly guardian at the portal. 

In uncertain French Ruth boldly states “We are here for the mass”. 
“Are you sure?  Lots of people say that they are here for the mass but get up after ten minutes and wander around” replies the keeper of the door.

We nervously exchange glances and search for words in an unfamiliar lexicon. “Yes, we’re definitely here for the mass”. 

“Well if you have problems just go to the back”. 

“Ok”. 

We enter the darkened medieval nave and find a hard and narrow pew on which to place our posteriors. The gate keeper says ‘the back’ so how far are we allowed to approach the holy of holies?  Half way seems appropriate. There is no indication of what may happen next.  No card. No screen. Ruth texts me a link to some wording in a strange and foreign tongue. A bell chimes. An organ booms. I look at the strange words. I wonder how I got here. Perhaps the sentry was right. There’s nothing for me here.

This morning we went to church at The Basilica of Saints Nazarius and Celsus in Carcassonne. As a priest it was a fascinating look into how daunting it is to go to church for the first time. We have only been learning French for a couple of years so don’t have the language to understand what is going on. At the door we were met with questions we didn’t quite understand at an imposing doorway about whether we were worthy of entrance.  There was nothing to indicate what would happen during the service. Fortunately we know the shape of the liturgy and how to find rudimentary wording online.

It was a lovely service and I think I understood about a third of the sermon and my theological French is improving vastly.  But I’m a priest and I found it daunting to gain access to the building, much less the worship.  Medieval Carcassonne is a phenomenally touristy place but there must be ways to engage occasional visitors with the worship of the church. 

Much to ponder about how we invite people into the presence of God.

Hospital in the Nave

May 20


We’ve just been around the L’Hotel-Dieu in Beaune for a look around. I’ve been a couple of times in the past. I was struck by the large church in which the nave was used as a hospital for hundreds of years. All being treated within eyesight of the alter.

It’s interesting to see that this religious community were still treating people until 50 years ago. A reminder of what the church has done and what it can do when it sets its mind to it.

This is a photo of the posher smaller bit for people deemed worthy. It was much easier to photograph.

C’est la vie!