This weekend has seen the onset of the UK winter as we progressed from the warmish and damp to the cold and wet and walking the dog becomes a more solitary affair, as the prodigeny take a greater interest in homework.
Sunday morning and time for church, no matter how early we set the alarm we're always late. We're attending a charismatic and evangelic C 0f E, now there's a combination for you.
The first half hour is entirely worship, which consists of mainly short, repitive choruses, sung to easy listening tunes. Is it just me but even before the end of the first stanza my mind is bored and off to realms not always envisaged by the worship leader... why is root of -1 imaginary and the duck billed platypus a reality...
Ooops time to wake up for the "Message"...
"Pray constantly that you will have the strength and wits to make it through everything that's coming and end up on your feet before the Son of Man." Luke 21v36 (The Message)
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Only three posts and the spammers have found you... that must be a blogging record!
I know what you mean about the choruses... when people ask me why I want to be a minister I usually tell them its because I want to choose the hymns on a Sunday morning... and actually I am not joking!!
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