Review of the year: 2006

This is now my 292nd posting of 2006, and we're on New Year's Eve. 2006 was the first full year of the blog - as it started in January of 2005. So what has hapened over the past year in the life of this random ordinand???

January started without blogging, as my laptop was down. Eventually when it was fixed, the blogging started again. My favourite posting was on the flight from Dublin to Prestwick, with clear skies and a good view of the whole M1 corridor, and Counties Down and Antrim. We also had the January Day organised by the Down and Dromore Youth Council (DDYC) and my first Sunday in Magheralin.

February was mostly college news, with the main event being the Approach mission event in Trinity College. We also had the lament over dodgy theology, which I have since encountered in many other places too...

March was the visit to Venice with College. A few great days emploring the city, taking in the sights, as well as enjoying great food. It was, of course, an educational visit, though, so we spent a few days at the Ecumenical Study Institute, meeting others from different denominations and cultures.

March also saw me back in Dundee for a week of my 'Easter' holidays. A special moment of that visit was the stargazing at the observatory.

April didn't have much excitement - apart from the end of my first year at college, and the observance of Easter. The Community weekend in College was over my birthday, but thankfully James and the rest of the messers didn't do anything on me - except buy me a nice cake!

May was my first attendance at the General Synod, and then contained exams... (Which I passed!).

June was a busy month. Scott and Donna got married.

Lynsey and me got engaged in Tollymore Forest Park.

Adrian was ordained.

July was my travelling month. In the course of the month, I was in London with Standeley at the Proc Trust Preaching Conference; in Scotland and France with Lynsey, Louise and Bryan; in Kent with the Mid-Ulster Battalion Boys' Brigade Camp.

August saw us doing some touristy stuff at home in Northern Ireland. My favourite day was the one spent on the north coast with Lynsey. It was my first time proper at the Giant's Causeway and Carrick-a-rede rope bridge, and even the rain couldn't stop my enjoyment!

September will go down in history as the 'Oh what a night' of 2006. Northern Ireland were playing Spain at Windsor Park in the European Championship Qualifiers, one year after having defeated England at the same venue. Sadly, also four days after having gone down to Iceland. And what happened? We only came back from a goal down twice, to win 3-2.

Other highlights of September were Bryan and Louise getting engaged, and my return to college to start second year!

October was a month of randomness, I have to admit. Lots of random postings on various topics, including the mystery visitor to Brown Thomas, a day trip to Ayr, the Delirious and Tim Hughes concert in Belfast, and the views from Flagstaff mountain:

November was the month of the Proclamation Trust Northern Ireland Minister's Assembly, held in Dollingstown, with Kent Hughes and David Jackman encouraging and teaching us to preach the word. Then it was over to Scotland for Lynsey's birthday weekend, and the driving range!

December on the blog contained a lot of complaining about Christmas coming so early, and the crowds and bustle and fuss of it all... I'm not a scrooge, I just don't see what all the rush has to do with the real meaning of Christmas. After all, when we had finished our turkey dinner last Monday, it was all over for another year... Other things happened too, though, including my trip to London, some carol singing, and some Christmas parties with time spent with friends.

So that was 2006, and I'll be ending it in my bed as I'm still not well... sore throat, lots of snot, warm or cold, and a bit weak. I've just seen on the tv that the Concert to be held at Belfast City Hall tonight for New Year's Eve has been cancelled due to the high winds... so it's more than just my New Year's eve which won't be happening...

A Happy New Year to you! Come back and read more of the blog in 2007!

Post-Christmas Cold

No, I'm not talking about the weather - it's been rather good weather since Christmas, with not much frost or fog... So I haven't been falling on my bottom in Dromara, or anywhere else.

Rather, I'm talking about the traditional cold I get just around the Sunday after Christmas. I don't know how or why I always get the cold in the week after Christmas, but somehow, I never manage to be able to speak or sing in church on the Sunday after Christmas. I thought I was getting away with it this year, but to no avail. And so I find myself in bed with a runny nose and sore throat. Yuck...

Not sure if I'll make it to church in the morning, but here goes with the traditional post-Christmas cold!!!

Movie Time

Having not been at the cinema for quite a while, I've now been there three times in three weeks! The first time was to see Black Christmas with Neil. The slasher flick was quite good, but the ending was a bit strange, and not overly satisfactory. Neil was rightly scared, though, which made it worth while!

Then last week we went to see Deck the Halls. This is a light-hearted Christmas film about neighbours rowing over lighting up their houses for the festive season. The stars are Matthew Broderick (of The Producers etc) and Danny de Vito. Rather funny, and not too much thinking required!

Tonight we went to see Night at the Museum. Ben Stiller, Owen Wilson, Robin Williams, Steve Coogan. You'd think it would be funny. It was ok. Some isolated funny moments, but it was just ok. Sort of like Jumanji - if you can remember back to that film? But it was good to have the three Wilky sisters and their menfolk together...

So I wonder if I'll be at the cinema early in 2007, or have I used up my cinema-going quota for the next wee while?

Christmas Money

One of the signs of getting older is the fact that you get money as gifts rather than gifts... Santa no longer visits his toy shop, but rather the ATM cash machine!

At least with having money, or gift vouchers, you can buy what you really want, rather than whatever is given! And so it was that we ventured out into the madness of Belfast yesterday to spend some money...

I managed to get a few bargains - a jumper in Next, a book on Philip Pullman's 'His Dark Materials' Trilogy, a calendar, and a book of smoothies recipes (cos I bought one of those on Boxing Day in Curry's).

But we were also looking for mp3 players... and so I am now the proud owner of a Creative Zen V mp3 player. The previous one I had from Tesco wasn't great - it did me in the meantime but doesn't seem to want to work now. But the Zen V is absolutely brilliant! The 2 GB memory is plenty sufficient for me to have music on the go, and it's got a good, clear colour screen and easy to navigate menu. And so tiny!!!

Christmas Day

So there we are, the final minute of Christmas Day 2006. The big day has come and gone. And what was it all about?

The day began in church, or rather, leaving church after the First Communion of Christmas - the best way to start the day. There was quite a big attendance, from what I could see, and most people communicated. Then the eating of turkey (we cook our turkey and ham on Christmas Eve evening). After that, it was out to Dromara and back, and into bed.

Neil woke us all at some time around 8am, to get us to go downstairs to exchange and open presents. Not as early as some of the families in church (including the family who were up at 2am... dear oh!), but early enough. I managed to drag out the giving of Neil's present to build up the hype. Eventually, he could stick it no longer and pleaded for it. And so he received the blown up, framed picture of 'that' Healy goal against England last year.

Then it was out to church for the family service, and back again for a friendly game of 'A Question of Sport' DVD game. Youngsters against the parents. And we won hands down!!! Hurray!

Then it was dinner - a great spread that I just couldn't finish... really yummy!

The evening has been spent in the company of the Wilky's at various locations, and was most enjoyable. My drawing skills were shown to be very poor, but my interpretation of modern art seemed to be quite good - as we played pictionary! And there were turkey sandwiches and other nibbles... not that we really needed more food, but I for one certainly managed to eat and eat!

Anyways, off to bed before a busy Boxing Day!

So here it is,,,

Merry Christmas!!!

All is safely gathered in...

Ok, I promise this will be the last I mention Christmas shopping - for this year anyways... Thankfully I now have all I need for Christmas, having been with the family in Lisburn today. Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as I had thought it would be - on driving into Lisburn there were no spaces in the Square, but Graham Gardens had 444 spaces... The queues weren't too bad in any shops, but then, having said that, we were in and out again by 1pm. Maybe it was worse this afternoon.

It was then on to Sainsbury's at Sprucefield for the final bits of grocery shopping. Again, not too bad - there were no more than 3 people in any of the queues at the tills, and the shelves had quite a bit of stuff left on them. Except where the tins of sweets etc were - not that we need any of them anyway!

And that's all the shopping done. Now I'm in the process of wrapping the presents... at which I am rather poor... they all turn out quite untidy. But ah well... it's the thought that counts!!!

Flirt to Convert?

The title of this posting is a phrase that was bandied about our youth group in my younger days. Flirt to convert. One friend in particular was very fond of the phrase.

I suppose it means that you go after a partner who isn't a Christian, trying to get them interested in the relationship, and as a consequence, they become a Christian. Slightly dodgy theology, to my mind. Much better to only seek to enter a relationship with a fellow Christian. And, I believe, a Scriptural principle too.

So while I was still in college, James (or was it Clare) told me about a website with that very title. I had a look, and laughed. So here, for you to look at, is the flirt to convert website. I think the wee lassie involved needs to get her head sorted out. And her theology straight as well!

The Christmas Cracker!

This is a version of the talk I used this morning at the Maralin Village Primary School carol service in Magheralin Parish Church. My props were the cracker, with the stuff inside, which was made last night, and larger versions of the three items.

This morning we're here to think again about the Christmas message. I've brought something special with me to help us. But you need to guess what it is. It's something we have on the table at Christmas Dinner. But you don't eat it. It is, of course, a cracker. Inside this special cracker, we have some things that will remind us of the Christmas message.

So after two kids pulled the cracker, we remove the things inside to see what they tell us about the Christmas story. Now, what do we normally find in a cracker? We have a joke, a party hat, and a toy. But this is a special one, so instead of a joke, we have a piece of paper giving us a Bible text - Matthew 1:18-25.

So the first thing we find in the cracker is a party hat. What shape is it? It's a crown. The crown reminds us of Jesus being the king. As we heard from one of our readings, the Magi came seeking the King of the Jews who had been born. Recently I was over in London, and visited the Tower of London. There, I got to see the Crown Jewels, worn by the Queen. They were all sparkly, and shiny, with the diamonds and the gold. But all that is nothing to the crown Jesus wears as King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Jesus, the baby, is born King.

The next two items will help us to think about the names of Jesus we find in the passage. So the first item is a cross. But why have we got a cross when we're thinking about the Christmas story? Jesus means 'God saves.' And Jesus saved us through dying on the cross. At Christmas we think of the baby Jesus, but he grew up to live as a man, and to die on the cross for our sins, in our place. The cross was the reason Jesus was born, so that we would be saved.

The final thing we find in our cracker is a ring. The ring is a symbol of love and commitment. Back in the summer, I bought a ring, and asked Lynsey to marry me. Thankfully, she said yes, and we got engaged. But it was the ring that showed our love and commitment. Some people think that God is far away, watching us from a distance but not really caring about us. But the Christmas message is that God has come among us - Jesus is God in human form. God loved us so much that he sent Jesus to come among us, and save us. At the end of Matthew's Gospel, Jesus promised that he is always with us - 'And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age' (Matt 28:20).

So there we are, we have found the Christmas message in the cracker. Jesus, the baby is the King. He died to save us on the cross, and is the symbol of God's love. Happy Christmas!

Christmas Shopping Madness

I have never seen the like of it! [Maybe this should be my new catchphrase - I seem to be using it quote a lot recently...]

Today I was down in Marks and Spencer at Sprucefield to get a few things that were needed for Christmas presents etc. We thought it wouldn't be too bad for the crowds, but boys oh, it was shocking!

The Food Hall was particularly bad, with the queues stretching down the aisles, which then meant that other shoppers couldn't get down the aisles very well to see what was on the shelves. Such a crowd of people!!!

Then later, I heard that people were spending about two hours in Tesco to get their groceries. I'm dreading to think what it's going to be like on Saturday when I have to take mum for our shopping... aaaaaaagh!

Since when did Christmas become a frenzied rush of shopping and grabbing as much as possible? All this getting and spending, supposedly in honour of the One born in a stable; the One who went about without a place to lay his head. Complete madness!!!

Frosty

And just like that, the weather has changed! No longer is it foggy, but rather, we have the frosty weather I was talking about in the last post. Although I'm not so sure I'm entirely chuffed with the frost. For a start, it means that while you can see where you're going, it also means the roads themselves could be more treacherous. So better sight, but still slow speeds!

But even more so, there's a danger of another Thumbellina moment. The park in Dromara was quite sparkly tonight, with the gathering of frost. And I don't want to go down on my bottom like last December! So I have taken to parking on the stones in the drive, rather than having to go out on the slippery tarmac... but Lyns caught on straight away what I was up to!!!

Fog, fog and more fog

I think this is the worst fog I've ever seen... lasting for as long as it has, so far. Now, granted that this afternoon when I was coming back from Belfast there was a bit of clear sky over Hillsborough, but everywhere else there seems to be nothing but fog!

So the question is, does the weather make it more Christmassy, or less? We don't get to see the clear frosty evenings, and we aren't getting snow. On the other hand, it's darker...

But one thing that annoys me is the drivers who go out on the roads without any lights on at all. Are they blind? Have they no sense? How do they expect other cars to see them if they don't bother turning their lights on? Oh, I don't know! I just hope I don't hit one of those eejits!

The Numbers Game

I've just finished reading David Jackman's book on 'Abraham' - a Bible Biography using the systematic continuous exposition method. It was really good, as all Jackman's books are.

But anyway, what I'm writing about is the 'numbers game'. It came to mind when visiting Sodom. Sodom and Gomorrah were evil cities. The outcry against them was great, and 'their sin is very grave' (Genesis 18:20). God told Abraham what he was planning, and Abraham kicked into intercessory mode. After all, his nephew Lot was living in Sodom, and appears to have been an elder of the city. If Sodom was destroyed, then Lot would be swept away too.

And so he appeals to God on the basis of God's own character: 'Will you indeed sweep away the righteous with the wicked? Suppose there are fifty righteous within the city. Will you then sweep away the place and not spare it for the fifty righteous who are in it? Far be it from you to do such a thing, to put the righteous to death with the wicked, so that the righteous fare as the wicked! Far be that from you! Shall not the Judge of all the earth do what is just?' (Gen 18:23-25).

Abraham appeals to the justice of God, and so God relents, and promises that if fifty righteous people can be found in Sodom, then it will not be destroyed.

Abraham's faith grows with this, and so his confidence in being heard by God is enlarged. So back he goes, playing the numbers game in intercessory prayer. Down through 45, then 40, 30, 30 and down to 10. Like some sort of reverse auction, God relents with Abraham's faith-full prayers, and grants that if ten righteous people are in Sodom, it will not be destroyed.

We know the end result - Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed. Ten righteous people could not be found. Lot, and his two daughters were saved. His wife looked back and was turned into a pillar of salt. His sons-in-law refused to believe, and remained in the city. Allbecause ten righteous people were not found.

Fast forward a few centuries, and we find the numbers game in operation again. This time, the city in question is Jerusalem. The judgement of God is coming on it, 'because their transgressions are many, their apostasies are great' (Jeremiah 5:6).

The challenge is set by God to Jeremiah: 'Run to and fro through the streets of Jerusalem, look and take note! Search her squares to see if you can find a man, one who does justice and seeks truth, that I may pardon her. Though they say, "As the LORD lives," yet they swear falsely. O LORD, do not your eyes look for truth? You have struck them down, but they felt no anguish; you have consumed them, but they refused to take correction. They have made their faces harder than rock; they have refused to repent. Then I said, "These are only the poor' they have no sense; for they do not know the way of the LORD, the justice of their God. I will go to the great and will speak to them, for they know the way of the LORD, the justice of their God." But they all alike had broken the yoke; they had burst the bonds' (Jeremiah 5:1-5).

Sodom would have been saved by ten righteous men. Jerusalem would have been saved by one. Yet not one could be found. Not among the poor (1-3), nor even among the leaders of the people (4-5).

What of today? Could your town be saved by the presence of a righteous man or woman? Are you that person?

The guiding light

There has been some quare fog today... which impeded my driving to a certain extent. Today was when Lynsey came home from Scotland, and I was charged with collecting her from the airport.

This morning, the fog only seemed to be about Dromore and Lisburn - with three lorries in front of me going up the Pond Park road, we managed a top speed of 15mph... But over Dundrod, the sun came out, and it was a great day!

But on the way home, and also coming back to Dromore tonight, the fog has been very bad. It's a good job there are lines on the road and cats eyes, to let us know where the road turns. When there were no cars in front, the fog seemed particularly heavy, with nothing in front to show what way the road turned.

Yet on each journey, I managed to get behind a car, which meant that I had a guiding light. Suddenly, the road seemed to be clearer, and the way wasn't as difficult to find.

Made me think about finding our way in life - the future can seem foggy and unclear - yet Jesus is the bright morning star, and provides a light for us to follow. After all, the wise men also needed the light to find Jesus, the king they sought to worship.

Oh Come, All Ye Faithful

Just to get you in a Christmassy mood, here's a short video of the carol singing which is still going on every evening between 5pm and 9pm in Trafalgar Square, London. This is from last Tuesday night, and is the choir singing 'Oh Come All Ye Faithful.'

Church Next

Where do we go from here? I've just heard the news of the two Anglican parishes in Virginia which have decided to withdraw from the Episcopal Church, seeking instead to come under the structures of the Anglican Church of Nigeria. You can read about it from the BBC here.

So if the Episcopal Church splits, where does that leave the Anglican churches elsewhere?

Will we also face splits? What will the faultline be?

A lot of questions and not many answers at present...

Carolling

We're now well into the season of Carol Services etc, and tonight is 'the big one' in Dromore Cathedral. The Carols by Candlelight service. The church always looks well, in darkness except for the flickering of candles. The traditional carols as well as some choir anthems. And of course the series of readings, taking us through God's purpose from Eden, through the prophets to the events in Bethlehem of 2000 years ago.

I'm singing in the choir this evening too, which I hadn't really planned on. But it's something I enjoy, so long as I have my starting notes! Part of the time I'll be singing bass, and the rest will be tenor - so a bit of moving around and playing with the harmonies. Just wish I had been to a practice or two beforehand!

Earlier in the week I happened upon a carol service in St Dunstan-in-the-West on Fleet Street. It was the Christmas celebration of the Fleet Street Talks - an initiative for Bible teaching for the business and legal community of Fleet Street. The rector of St Helen's Bishopsgate was the preacher, and the singing was very good. A soloist sang a hymn written by David Jackman - the president of Proclamation Trust, who speaks at the Fleet Street Talks sometimes.

One thing I noticed though, is that the English tend to sing Bethleeeeeehem, rather than Bethlehem. Wonder if that's common or just a London thing?

Seasonal Reading

One of the benefits of being a church with a lectionary (a system of readings) is that it means you work through the seasons of the year. So, we begin with Advent, Christmas, Epiphany, Lent, Easter, Pentecost and Trinity. That's the year in brief.

It takes us through the main events of Christ's life, in the different times of the year. Very useful, to make sure that we don't miss anything out...

And linked to this, I like to read a book relating to the season we're in. So, in the week leading up to Easter, I read something on the cross, or the crucifixion etc. Currently, we're in Advent, the season when we remember Christ's first coming, and also prepare ourselves for Jesus' Second Coming as King and Judge.

So my seasonal reading was a wee book by WJ Grier, called 'The Momentous Event.' John Grier is the proprietor of the Evangelical Bookshop in Belfast, with his distinctive accent. The book is subtitled 'A Discussion of Scripture Teaching on the Second Advent.' It looks at the three positions of pre-, post- and a- millenialism - as relating to the question of when (or if) the thousand year reign of Christ on earth will occur - before the rapture, after the rapture, or if it's not to be taken literally. (As found in Revelation 20:4)

Prior to reading the book, I must confess to being very confused on the whole thing. Now, I think I'm more clear on my own position, and better able to use the Scriptures to support it. So, ladies and gentlemen, I announce that I am an a-millenialist.

The important thing to remember, though, is that Jesus is coming back! Be ready!

The Decline of the Bookshop

It is with great sadness that I report the demise of one of my favourite bookshops. The Bridge Bookshop in Bridge Street in Lisburn was rather very good, and always well stocked with plenty of Christian books and commentaries.

However, it is now shut, and the premises are up for sale.

Does anyone know what happened to it? The owner was a Presbyterian minister who didn't have a charge.

'Big Ben'

Below are some photos of St Stephen's Tower, in the Palace of Westminster. Most people know it as Big Ben, but Big Ben is actually the bell inside the tower... So here goes on my latest photo set from London!