Trevose lighthouse, on the edge of the north Cornish coast. I am drawn to lighthouses, there is one on my ordination stole as the metaphor is significant to me. It is only when it is dark that they act as a guiding light, but even then it is a flashing light, darkness, light, darkness, light… That might be because the light sweeps round 360 degrees although we only see it from one perspective. That helps me to realise that sometimes I need more than just my view – I can’t see everything from where I look for guiding lights to help me navigate the path.
A few days into Lent, an early Lent with trees still bare and snow still forecast. I took this picture on one of our walks at Kingsbury Water Park. It is very much a Lenten picture for me, light in the gathering darkness gives me hope in the wilderness thoughts and so many bare branches helps me see the structure and growth that gets covered up when summer comes. This Lent feels like a bit of a building season for me…
The light of Christ has come into the world and we celebrate that again today. This picture is of the Birmingham Children’s Hospital by candlelight. The altar frontispiece was lovingly and prayerfully sewn by Tina Milne and her team, it is a beautiful piece in a purple silky material to sit and meditate on. For three afternoons this week the chapel was available for anyone who wanted to to come in, receive hospitality, talk to a chaplain or just sit and contemplate or pray. Making space for people to encounter the light of the world or perhaps get a glimpse of light in their darkness is a great privilege.
Christmas blessings from us both and we appreciate everyone who takes the trouble to respond to what we post in so many ways.
We had a new light in our kitchen this week. It has 4 LED spot bulbs and helps as we don’t have a great deal of direct sunlight coming in. The previous spotlights had almost all broken and we were cooking in the dark, we can now see much better to prep and cook. It is so effective I now feel like I am approaching a sun hot spot as I walk into the kitchen.
The negative is that what looked okay has now been revealed as grubby floor tiles and stained worktops. How much is this like being in the presence of God and Godly people? They don’t even have to say anything but the quality of their lives shines into our dark places and we become more aware of the places in our own lives that might need a bit of work. Sally did not say anything, and we don’t have anyone visiting this week but I was embarrassed into cleaning, sweeping, wiping.
So that’s more weekend chores and perhaps more long term, getting ready for more of my
spiritual grime being shown up.
Came across this after reflecting on exploring staff care on a retreat with BCH on Thursday, being with 160 palliative care staff in Scotland on Friday, and visiting Bletchley Park and learning more about the story of those who worked there on Saturday.
Sometimes our light goes out but is blown again into flame by an encounter with another human being. Each of us owe deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this inner light. Albert Schweitzer
On each of these days I encountered people and stories who helped to rekindle my flame…
On a hot sunny day walking along a path like this is just what I need! I am not a fan of relentless sun with no shade or shadow – although sometimes the metaphorical shadows in my life are harder to live with than shade on too hot a day. However, if there had been no shadows in my life I would not be who I am today and would not have some of the stories I have of God’s faithfulness to me.
I love staring up at stars, although they don’t usually look quite as spectacular as this! On Sunday evening we had one of our alternative service with Celtic style liturgy and a reflection on Jesus as light of the world. Matt who led the reflection talked about the different characteristics of light and one of them struck me. He talked about how when we look up at the stars what we see is not the stars as they are now because the light takes so long to travel to us. It reminded me that this is true of me sometimes when I look in a mirror – what I see is an old image, not who I am now because the light takes a while to dawn in my brain!
Picture from: http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/imagegallery/iotd.html