It is not yet 2 pm, but whatever else comes of today, it has been a good day’s work.
Primary School assembly this morning. I hadn’t a clue as to what I wanted to say, so yielded to confusion and brought a lot of pictures that relate to my faith and invited questions. It was fun. We covered (in one way or another) the origins of Christianity; Jesus and Judaism; apophasis; Christology; the nature of ritual; the radical transcendence of God; Pneumatology; the nature of fear, risk and faith; and a theology of friendship. Oh, and ‘where does God live?’. After that, I filled in for a boy who was absent as they practiced The White Cockade for the dance show next week, and then spent a few minutes watching a cormorant dry his wings before driving home.
A quick trip to the shops ensured I will have sufficient food for the weekend, and then I was blessed with one of those conversations that priests live for, but are far too rare outside of chaplaincy. There was the added joy of it being someone roughly my own age, who has ironically appeared in my life here just as I am leaving.
The shape of my call was never just to the newly-retired, nor even (just) to strategic development, and certainly not to property management. Those things have their place, but some of what I can offer is to a generation I have seen little of here, and it feels so good and right to have a chance to engage with that again.
Time, now, for a cup of tea and a bit more bird watching before getting on with the Lay Training curriculum and sorting out style sheets, service books and web pages.