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Immediacy vs the long view

It is now nine months since I left full time Parish ministry. I had to complete an official document recently and one of the questions caused me to stop and think - full time employed? no, part-time? no, unemployed? not really, student? hardly, so I ticked home-maker. 

For twenty years my life was marked by the need for immediacy; multiple deadlines and balancing several different diaries (home, church, schools and so forth). There is a lot to be said for that productive busy-ness brought on by competing demands. Eugene Peterson is right to warn us to the danger of being "the busy pastor". We should regard this, he says, like we might think of "the embezzling bank manager" - it is simply not right. I don't think he is saying we shouldn't have lots to do - the problem comes about when our busy-ness defines us and we find our egos being boosted by the lack of empty space in our calendars and how many people have come to depend on us in some way.

For nine months my life has not had such pressures. I have been ministering a couple of Sundays per month in local churches (and it has been a joy getting to know some of the smaller villages around and about). However, one senses one can easily be the cause of "a disturbance in the force", as it were, so there is much to be said for holding back a little. A few weeks ago I was in a Church getting ready to lead and so I checked with those setting up what "the norm" was. There was a helpful list of things, one of which was the they say the Gloria. I announced at the start that I was going to lead the service as closely as I possibly could to how I understood they did it most weeks, no boat rocking from me, but when we got to that point and I announced that we stand to say the Gloria, an older lady on the front row in a wonderful stage whisper asked, "Why aren't we singing it?". I smiled some days later when I came across a paragraph in the Rule of St Benedict concerning allowing members of the clergy in to join the monastery. 'If an ordained priest asks to be received into the monastery, do not agree too quickly'. Wise words indeed.

I have just handed in my second MA assignment. I picked up the first book to prepare for this in the middle of April, and so I have spent four and a half months concentrating on one or two questions concerning the life and death of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I have been excited and then baffled, been exhilarated by new insights and left despondent by realising how little I knew (more than once) and then wrestled with getting all that into the word limit. This feels a very different learning experience than the couple of times per annum CMD days offered by the Diocese. Certainly, this concentrated learning is having a far greater impact on my preaching output and reflection than the innumerable training days I have had, but which now have all blurred into one.

I have a week to pause and let my brain run free before the pre-reading on my next module, and so I am reading about tides and rock pools and enjoying the long view.

Fruitfulness

Six months ago to the day, on a dark December afternoon, we marked the end of my time in north Bristol with a tea party. I was glad of the chance to celebrate together, especially after the confinement of lockdown, and was touched by the lengths folks had gone to - organising the tea and inviting some special guests. We had asked for some plants to go in containers on our patio; an acer and a fig. Being the coldest and darkest time of the year, and as a result of the recent poor weather, both these plants were bare of foliage. Obvious jokes were made about fig trees being barren.

Six months later and a lot has changed. We are excited to see fruit on the fig and elsewhere in the garden! But this has got me thinking about fruitfulness, not just for fig trees but also in ministry.

There is always sadness looking back - the mistakes made, but more so those moments when people weren't able to make the step needed to receive a healing etc, and things were left unresolved. Ministry is also hard and there were many occasions when I had to echo the words of Habbakuk 3

¹⁷ Though the fig tree does not blossom,
    and no fruit is on the vines;
though the produce of the olive fails
    and the fields yield no food;
though the flock is cut off from the fold
    and there is no herd in the stalls,
¹⁸ yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
    I will exult in the God of my salvation.
¹⁹ God, the Lord, is my strength;
    he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
    and makes me tread upon the heights.

So there is the first piece of fruit - learning to allow the failures and frustrations to drive you into the arms of God rather than into cynicism or self-pity.

For a variety of reasons I have found myself twice in the last month driving through some of my old haunts and just as it was fun driving the familiar streets (and knowing the short cuts and parking places), so too it was good to be able to offset some of the memories of hard times with happier ones combined with a sense of compassion for people that stands the test of time - to be able to pray for them as you pass their house. So that (for me at least) is the second piece of fruit - that sense of being opened up by effort spent caring for others. I was struck by something I had read by Dietrich Bonhoeffer that

Jesus' 'being-for-others' is the experience of transcendence. Only through this liberation from self, through this 'being-for-others' unto death, does omnipotence, omniscience and omnipresence come into being. Faith is participating in the being of Jesus...Our relationship to God is...a new life in being 'there-for-others', through participation in the being of Jesus. Transcendence is not the infinite, unattainable tasks, but the neighbours within reach in any given situation. God in human form.

which is an important counter to the idea that transcendence is about me, now, my experience and feelings.

The fruit in this present time is different; space to read, study, explore and learn is invaluable and the luxury of being able to see what turns up - to enjoy the invites and chance encounters.

I look at the figs growing on the fig tree most days and marvel at the miracle of fruitfulness taking place so shortly after the barrenness of the winter months.

Moving on - 2021 edition.

Last Sunday was my last one as the Priest in Charge of the Parish of Patchway. It was both moving and humbling to have people speak about how my ministry here had impacted them. I was fortunate to be able to have Extended Ministerial Development Leave earlier in the year to try to wrestle with a sense of call on to somewhere new. I realise that in all my thinking and reading I only really scratched the surface of trying to process and understand all I had learnt here.

For the first time in almost twenty years I did not have that urgent sense of call to one specific place, usually in response to seeing an advert for a job on a website or in the Church Times. I looked and looked, but nothing jumped out at me. However, I also had the strong sense that it was time to move on.

This reminds me more of the lead up to moving to go to Theological College - a call to be somewhere and do something which was a means to a further end, rather than the end itself. Whilst that feels less certain, it also allows a significant sense of freedom. There is an offset in that in Clergy circles there are only a limited number of categories; full-time, self-supporting, house for duty or retired and I don't really fit into any of those at present. Hence the need to explain myself in a longer post than would normally accompany an announcement of a new post.

I am already enrolled to start an MA in Christian Spirituality at Sarum College, beginning in January. I spent many hours at conferences and teaching days at Sarum back in the day, so that feels like a return to known territory standing, as it does, across the Close from the Cathedral where I was ordained. I am intending to take my time with the MA and make the most of the gift of learning. Plans may change, but my current trajectory would be to focus on issues around well-being and what I learnt on my EMDL around a rule of life; something which touches back into the riches of the monastic traditions but also has a vibrant footing in contemporary ideas as well, not least what I have been learning from the Emotionally Healthy Leaders' podcast.

I will be ministering locally. I have not yet had a proper conversation with my new Bishop to determine if he has any thoughts or whether it is just to work locally to where we live. There is an important strand in Anglican orders about being rooted in a place and being authorised to serve - all wise practices for accountability and having good boundaries.

It is also important for us to be nearer family. Compared to many I know, we have come through lockdown relatively unscathed, but being distant from our closest family has been tough despite regular video calls.

Looking further ahead I am happy to see what comes along. I know that the mentoring work I began here with fellow Clergy, Ordinands and Curates was fruitful (for me and, I gather, from them) and so that is something I would want to develop if the opportunity arises. It also feels right to explore how we might share the gift we have in the farm and woodlands where we will be living with those for whom a couple of days away might be a blessing.

If you have been a part of the journey and learning that has got me where I am today then I can only thank you.

EMDL day 63. A slightly longer update...

Seven weeks into my Extended Ministerial Development Leave and a chance to pause and take stock.

Lockdowns and uncertainties about being able to make plans meant that I started this period with only a vague idea of the route I would be taking. Ireland and the Silk Road will have to wait for a little longer. For six weeks I enjoyed an almost monastic existence; sleeping, walking, reading and working on ideas for a couple of photography projects. Limited access to the internet proved to be a real joy and often my daily tweet with a photo was as far as it got.

I have read a lot; a couple of books that I bought intentionally, one or two found through other recommendations, but most were those ones which had been on the shelves for a long time and needed to be read. I am still going strong! I am currently in a history of the Medici family but have explored areas around rest, shame, stress, discipleship, the influence of Christian thought on Western culture and Monet's painting of water lilies.

Slightly unfair, perhaps, but the top three to date...

1. Mad enchantment: Claude Monet and the painting of the water lilies
2. The ruthless elimination of hurry
3. The body keeps the score (with bonus points for having a Matisse on the cover)

I have delved into the world of podcasts and find a daily update from the Spectator magazine gives me a deeper grasp of politics and really enjoy The Rest Is History amongst others. I have found a real depth of wisdom in the writing and podcasts of Pete Scazzero.

I have posted a couple of photos of my visits to the White Horses of Wiltshire and Ash trees in varying degrees of health as Ash die-back spreads. Sadly, I have missed some of them already - felled in the time it took me to go and grab my camera gear. I have found the slow, meditative process of building a collection of images a hugely satisfying and rewarding experience, even when the kit has been carried in the rain and the camera never even got out of the bag!

 

Enjoy your holiday...

...has been said more than once.

On the 30th May I am taking three months Extended Ministerial Development Leave, what used to be known as a sabbatical. I had hoped to take this last year, but COVID struck as I was down to single digit number of weeks before I was away, and that didn't seem the right time to be away from Church Family even with two Curates around. I'm glad I stayed here then. I had been getting myself ready for a trip along part of the Silk Road and had been stimulated by reading about the history of the region, the interface of different religions and the recent political changes brought about by the break up of the Soviet Union. Sixteen months on, travels are not a possible option and, if I'm honest, I don't have the capacity to be refreshed by such an undertaking.

So what then? I feel quite strongly that it is important (for a change) not to have a plan, but I do have some aims.

I aim to catch up on time with family and friends. Coming out of lockdown seems to be a great reason to get in touch with people we have not seen for too long.

I aim to retreat; to take a step back from the day to day and to release myself from responsibilities for a period. This is not about "me" time. Rather, it is important to reflect on and process all that has happened in these last months - probably the most significant event in our recent history in terms of its impact on everyone and their daily lives. This has thrown up challenges to how we understand Church and there is much to learn. I am glad of the chance to be able to step back and do that.

I aim to become a pilgrim, even if I am unable to journey a significant distance. I love the idea of pilgrimage, but baulk a little at our contemporary air-conditioned version with posh hotels and coach transfers. I love the idea that centuries ago, people would go on pilgrimages and never come back. My journey will not cover many miles, but I would like to recapture the simplicity of a life on the road.

I aim to spend time in recreation. We have adapted the meaning of that word to become about hobbies and pastimes, but I intend to allow myself to be re-created. Much of working in these last months has been a responsive act - coming to terms with new ways of ministering and learning the skills necessary to do that. Being responsive is good, but being intentional is also important. I think part of my re-creation needs to be in establishing a more rigorous rule of life to include things which have been pushed aside in the breakneck rush of the last season; to drink deep from Scripture and prayer, to engage intensely and gratefully with nature using my cameras, to learn a new skill or two, to read things I as yet don't even know have been written and to go about that slowly.

My current pile of books, or at least a chunk of that pile. Some read, some bought but not yet read, others part read, put back on the shelf and now to be finished.

My work email will be switched off and the work phone left to ring unanswered and without guilt. I will lie low on Facebook in particular. I feel that the need to be online and responding to interactions has wired my brain for FOMO and as a result I need a good, healthy detox.

I will write, but in a journal rather than online. I hope to have some things to then upload here and some photos to add to my photo website too, but those are secondary.

This time is about input, not output.

 

 

 

Days of future past

Lockdown feels like it created a sense of physical and mental hibernation. It has been a delight, therefore, to feel like reading once more.

I have been reading again Tom Sine's 1999 book 'Mustard Seed vs McWorld'. As in all these things there are insights which haven't stood the test of time (the Y2K bug never really had an impact, but was a big worry back in the day). However, I was struck by the following (p65)

The economies of Europe and Japan are essentially 'stakeholder' economies that have a sense of responsibility not only to those who buy stock but to the workers, the communities in which the firms are based, the larger society and even the producers.

The United States and Britain, on the other hand, operate from 'shareholder' economies where the concern is almost entirely focused on meeting the expectations of those who own shares in the corporation. In this very competitive race to the top the shareholder model is setting the pace because the stakeholder model is considerably more expensive.

That seems to explain both Brexit and the proposed European Super League.

Notes to my future self

As we prepare to say farewell (or good riddance) to 2020, I realised how blurred my memory of historic events has already become.

On the 15th March we worshipped in St Chad's - All Age Worship in the morning and a Communion service in the evening. We were already aware of the rise in infections and the risks associated with shaking hands and sharing the common cup. On the 17th March came the Governments announcement of the suspension of public gatherings, including worship, and so on the 18th March I did Morning Prayer on my own, accompanied by my phone connected to Facebook - my first livestream - and the following Sunday, 22nd March, I did a livestream on Facebook in the morning and Faith and I joined in the National Prayer initiative, again on Facebook.

The following Wednesday, 25th March, Faith and I began livestreaming Morning Prayer on Facebook each week and Trev uploaded videos for our Sunday worship on the 29th March. We produced videos for Palm Sunday (5th April), Maundy Thursday (9th), Good Friday (10th) and Easter Sunday (12th). Those first attempts were quite clunky - often we relied on creating a playlist of videos with talking head segments and using music from outside sources. when they worked, they were fine, but sometimes it was hard to know whether we were following the service in the right order and so it was occasionally disorientating.

I began exploring for alternative solutions and came across a package called OBS. On the 26th April, Faith and I livestreamed an informal Evening Worship on YouTube; praying and singing live. This certainly started our move towards trying to encourage interaction with comments and responses.

Steve, Trev and I shared out the Sunday services and I also uploaded a term's worth of Collective Worship for the Schools. On Trinity Sunday, 7th June, I attempted a "live" Morning Worship over Facebook and YouTube - I recall that YouTube didn't work live, although there is a recording of the service there. By the 17th June I was using Restream to allow me to stream simultaneously over Facebook and YouTube, which allowed the maximum of interaction live whilst still allowing people to watch on catch up if they wished. I had also migrated to the use of Ecamm Live, which I found more slick than OBS.

Steve and Trev finished their curacies over the June and July, and so I took over producing the bulk of morning services (although we included as many other voices as possible) and led these live or uploaded to cover the summer months and some leave during August.

By the 30th August there had been changes made to the Government's guidance and so we arranged for an Evening Prayer in Church with Zoom and Google Meet running. I had imagined half a dozen or so would come (those without internet connection) and so arranged some chairs in the side chapel - socially distanced, of course. I was surprised to have 20 people there - about as many as we could safely seat. We planned to have Evening Prayer (although we morphed into Evening Worship) on the 1st and 3rd Sundays of each month.

On the 29th September we had the Memorial Service for Joyce Hughes, and so it became important to mark out socially distanced seating in the main worship space, and so we moved from the side chapel to the main space once we had set up the building and planned for entry and exit, cleaning and so forth as we went. As we become assured of how to work in Church we planned for All Saints, 1st November, with a Morning and Evening Worship (kindly led by Jacquie, Adrian and Matthew) as it was the end of half term. This arrangement allowed for the difficulty in others livestreaming. Afterwards, we realised the pressure on wiping down surfaces with two services on the same day, and so we revised our plans for later months accordingly. However, by the 1st November the Government had already announced plans for what we called Lockdown2 to begin on Thursday 5th November which suspended our worshipping in Church for a period. We were caught between a rock and a hard place; wanting to set an example of following the Government guidance even if it meant going without for ourselves, and wanting to continue to meet and encourage each other. It was clear from conversations that some were finding lockdown and the restrictions were taking an enormous toll on their mental well-being and resilience.

The relaxation of some restrictions on the 3rd December meant that on the 6th we were able to meet again for Evening Worship.

Outside this cycle of being live online for Wednesdays and Sundays it should also be noted that a group of us (following the introduction of the 'rule of six') began to record songs and hymns on the 2nd June, a Tuesday morning. This had to move to a Tuesday afternoon so that we could have some shade as we sang, and then when the rules were clarified we were able to move into the building, recording singing in the worship space from the 5th October. This provided recorded versions to use online, at Evening Worship and also at Memorial Services and Funerals.

On the 31st March I had a Skype call to Liz at Olive Tree House and that began a pattern of a Tuesday afternoon Skype with Olive Tree House and Rose Garden. Some weeks there would be little to talk about, but on others the residents wanted to talk for much longer. It was actually a real pleasure to get to know some of the residents far better than had been possible doing a short service in a lounge with all the noise and background. I have discussed family, travel, cars, knitting as well as shared tears and tried to help remembering by searching the internet to find missing pieces of stories and people.

We end 2020 in Tier 3 here in South Glos but with news of a vaccine starting to be rolled out. We are trying to keep a rolling two month plan for our worship so we can have an idea of where we will be, but allow for rapid amendments if needed.

(A little bit late for) World Mental Health Day

I saw some great and helpful posts about world Mental Health Day back on the 10th October. I wanted to record for myself the things which I am finding helpful and not helpful for mental well-being as we pass 7 months of COVID restrictions, and with no sign of a letting up for the foreseeable. These things, I think, are true for me under normal circumstances but the pandemic has created a hot-house environment of issues and challenges which have heightened the need to be aware of these things.

We have been very fortunate. The three of us have rattled along well, enjoying time together; watching some culture on the internet and TV. Distance from wider family has been a burden, but thanks to technology we have been able to regularly video chat.

Since lockdown began in its most restricted form in the middle of March we have tried to exercise every day. This is easier for me, based from home. I think I have only missed about 12 days of running (and on some of those days we deliberately did not run so we could go for a longer walk). I have missed parkrun - not just the running but the camaraderie (and the regularly updated statistics and progress against challenges) - more than I thought, even if Saturday is usually the one day we wouldn't need an alarm.

Productive and meaningful work helps - what it must be like for some of those we are not so blessed, I can hardly imagine - even if there are days when there is too much, and others where it has been so complicated my head has hurt (learning how to edit video from multiple camera and audio sources!). Having the feedback from the Church family, and wider community, in response to our efforts to stream services and prayer times has been a real encouragement. The flip side of this is that it has taken a lot longer than I had imagined to want to use my cameras for my personal creative outlets. My birthday present was photography based, and has given me a very satisfyingly different way to work. Slowing down in creativity has been restorative in that sense. (If you've noticed one or two of my recent images on Instagram, you'll understand what I mean).

The learning of new skills has also reduced my energy levels in terms of reading. I finished some good books that had been on the half-read pile for too long, and have taken a new book quite slowly. I have, however, been uplifted by being able to browse my art books - finding those images which are, in some way, profound and then trying to work out why.

We made a concerted effort to increase our healthy eating with fresh produce, thanks to M and S food hall in walking distance and an excellent farm shop which delivered even when we couldn't get a supermarket delivery for love nor money (not playing the key worker card for either of us), and so trying to increase the recipe repertoire has been good for me at least. I'm so glad I made the effort to make my own sourdough this time last year, as baking my own bread a couple of times a week has been very good, even if supplies of large quantity flour bags was touch and go at times.

The big negative for us has been the curtailing of travel. Plans for travelling to the Silk Road and also our summer break along the Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland in the camper both had to be postponed for next year. Normally I find the planning therapeutic over the winter months; writing up a journal of destinations and places to see or photograph along with all we would need to know so we don't need to worry about wifi too much, especially when abroad. But at the moment, that is one life-giver which doesn't seem to be working for me.

I do find that being able to visit a gallery, go to an exhibition or a concert, or enjoy a sneaky meal out really restorative. Most of those things have been off limits since March. A lot of venues put some of their past performances up on YouTube which allowed us to catch up on some really good plays, but we would often go up to London for places like the Tate or Royal Academy and although London is open, the whole journey up seems a bit too much to take on at present. Being aware of this means I know I need to focus attention on to other things to make up for the gap.

 

When strange seems every day

I livestreamed our Morning Worship again this morning. Even though I have been fortunate to have colleagues who have shared the main part of editing and uploading, and also have those who are willing to contribute, this strange world of virtual church now seems normal. I have lost count of how many services I have done like this.

My habit previously was to be up at Church around an hour before the service; with setting up, getting ready and chatting to folks on the way in there was sixty minutes worth of activity. From time to time there would be some catastrophic technical hitch and there would be a bit of a panic, but the service would go ahead without a laptop or PA system or whatever had packed up that day.

Now I find myself getting ready well over an hour before the service (whilst conveniently remaining at home) only to find that bit only takes a few minutes. This then leaves for a long period of waiting before being able to start streaming and (deep sigh of relief) see that it is working. We have had glitches with YouTube - but there is no way to communicate out that there is a problem. This time now actually feels quite "stage-frighty".

I do love that we can interact; greeting each other as we log in, or chip in during the prayers. This feels really healthy and what Church ought to be like.

They say that you can discern an organisations values by seeing what is actually values (as opposed, for example, to reading the waffle on a web-site) and so I am really proud of our Church Family here for whom togetherness has proved to be really important and simplicity is a good thing if it allows for that togetherness.

But this process of streaming Sunday and Wednesday mornings will continue as the new normal - the complexities of returning to using our Church building currently outweigh the seeming benefits and there seems minimal desire to do so at present.

Lockdown and the new normal

It take some effort to quite remember what day it is and how many weeks we are in to lockdown, even as it begins to ease.

We have run every day (except one) and so I do know that this morning's non-parkrun was #9 (edit - I now realise it was #11! Totally lost track of the weeks). That has been a real blessing - to be able to get out every day and feel something at least has been achieved. It took some time for my stretching routine to catch up with the increased demand, but all good now.

I have slowed in my rate of reading books - I finished the ones which had been hanging around half-read for a while, but am keeping going. We also set out to enjoy some of the theatre being shown on YouTube, and have really valued that (especially being able to spread a Shakespeare over a couple of evenings and enjoy a longer interval if needed).

I intended to invest time in working on my photography. The demand for videos has meant my cameras have been very busy, but my time to do my own thing has been minimal. It felt like I almost broke my brain at one stage learning to edit video on the hoof and cope with the demand for uploads, and so I am not sure I have the capacity to do the same in learning how to use music creation software such as Ableton Live - as much as I'd like to.

Had times been how we expected a couple of months ago, I would by now be on my second week of three month Extended Ministerial Development Leave but there's not much point being away if you can't be away. Plans on hold and my trip to the Silk Road postponed for now. Likewise, the campervan trip to Ireland has been put back to 2021 as we don't know if and when campsites will be reopening.

There has been real encouragement in seeing the resilience in the Church Family and in the continued commitment within the town to support those in need through Foodbank. I was really touched to receive recognition from the Town Council, although the other recipients seem far more worthy!

I realised early on that in some of the on-line services and prayer times we led I would say something about really looking forward to being back in our Church building (a familiar location) alongside the Church family (a familiar group of people) worshipping together as we are accustomed, but that isn't going to happen for a long time, I fear. I read recently about how crisis accelerates change, and so this has to be the opportunity to make something new. We miss the intimacy of being together, but we also value the porous boundaries on-line Church life has brought about. This also brings about a host of challenges - for example, how to grow disciples in an on-line environment? There are quite a few things that need to be thought about quite carefully. Even if some of us are allowed back into the building, how do we take everyone (even those who need to continue to be careful about the virus) with us? How can we do this with limited resources for expenditure on equipment for live-streaming, and the limited technical resources of skills to film, edit, publish and so forth?

I am aware of how well (comparatively) Schools have coped with the rapidly developing scene. This has been aided significantly by a strong sense of the values and this has allowed quick decision making. I am not sure we are quite so sharp on these. There's still much to do, and I am aware that the 5" pile of paperwork that seemed to be incredibly urgent up until the middle of March has been untouched since. There is a sense of relief in that, but also an awareness that priorities might move on from simply keeping going.

We are safe and well, so there is much to be thankful!