mission talk of unity in diversity

I had two conversations today, in two very different places.

My first of the day was in Gillingham as a few got together to think about Love Gillingham later this year. We chatted about what we should be thinking about doing, who we should ask about what needs doing – basically how we can show the love of Jesus in a relevant and tangible way in the community that is Gillingham.

I then hopped on a train to Victoria and met up with Ian Mobsby from Moot for one of my supervisory meetings. Here again we talked about mission in the context of Moot and how it seeks to reach those who are searching in the context of city life with a postmodern and disenfranchised or deconstructed/reconstructing sense of faith.

Two communities that in many senses are miles apart from each other, but are united in their desire to become more Christlike in the spaces that they find themselves in during the course of everyday life. Two communities that seek to express themselves in their own ways that mean something to where they are, but would probably look a little odd if taken out of their prticular contexts. Diverse approaches underpinned by the centrality of Jesus Christ.

I currently have a frustration.
That frustration is that some think there is ‘one right way’ to do things.
One right, underpinned by scripture, way to worship.
One right, underpinned by scripture, way to be involved in mission.
One right, underpinned by scripture, way to baptise.
One right, underpinned by scripture, meaning of the Eucharist.
(yep … 4 points, not 3, which I know is the right way, underpinned by scripture…)

Why do we all have to do the same?
Is it conceivable to think that in early Christian times all churches with poor communications between communities, were able, or even felt the need, to do the same?
Would the same even have been appropriate for everyone?
Even then, would one size, one approach, have suited all?

I love diversity!
We only need to look around the creation to see God’s love of diversity.
On a smaller scale, a wander around any art gallery, will show the gift of diversity of expression that God has given to humanity.
With the complete richness we have been given, surely God expects us to use that richness in all we do – in our lifestyles, our worship, our mission.
If we use our diversity, uniformity is not only impossible, but would be ludicrous to attempt.

But what of unity?
I’m told to be united as ‘one church’ we all need to do the same.
But … what about …
A unity, where we know we are on the same journey, being loved and accepted by the same God, searching for that same God in our own lives, living where we are.
A unity that allows us to share, laugh, talk, discuss, respect, love each other no matter what our opinion would be.
A unity that allows us to stand around one table and share one bread.
That’s my dream!

Hospitality … it aint easy!


Last night I went to the Eucharist at Moot which had the theme of hospitality.
It was great to see everyone again and during the homily I was struck by some of Ian’s words:
‘are we hospitable to the drunkards, the homeless, the prostitutes’

Dictionary.com
says hospitable means:

the friendly reception and treatment of guests or strangers.
the quality or disposition of receiving and treating guests and strangers in a warm, friendly, generous way.

My immediate thoughts were ‘yes, I would always treat all with respect’. But … hospitality is so much more. The ‘reception and treatment’ suggests ‘welcoming in’ as you can’t ‘receive’ someone by talking to them on the streets.

Donating on the streets is quite easy, donating money can be done through the warmth and comfort of my sweet smelling home by clicking on a button on my laptop while watching TV and sipping a beer. Campaigning for safer laws is manageable. Hospitality seems to be more than this.

This is a massive challenge that I had not thought fully about before. If being hospitable means opening up the home, my life, my family then that is a massive ask. But … that IS what hospitality is all about, isn’t it? Or is it mission … or both?

weekend of firsts

The weekend has been quite exciting, and frustrating, as I have tried 3 things for the first time …

… started to use Blogger Beta which seems OK. I can add tags and the posting is quicker. It seems every time I think of moving to typepad and actually paying(!?!) to host the blog, Blogger somes up with something knew. I have not yet, however, had the courage to update my template and see what new things I can do. If it goes wrong the thought of typing in all the links again is scarey…

… I laid tiles on the bathroom floor (the frustrating part of the weekend!) Gary lent me his vicious looking tile cutter and during Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning I cut tiles and now the bathroom looks very different. I hate DIY and the big hurdle was actually convincing myself I could do it and I think I heard the words ‘I can’t do this!!!’ quite a few times. Quite amazing how our thoughts can hold us back, as it turned out I could do it after all …

… tonight I attended my first MOOT big service. It was great to have a lot of unrushed silence to ‘wait for Christ to come and be born among us’ in the season of advent. I think this is one of the few experiences where I have not felt that the silence has been rushed. After this last hectic week it was just cool to be able to sit and wait…

Last year I remember saying at the start of the year that I wanted to try new things … well this weekend I managed it!

Moot Placement

Last night I joined the Moot Community meeting.
It was great to see everyone again and hear of plans for things of the future and interesting too to hear of the struggles of being involved in a community that has no real income and needs to remain on the edge of things and be creative.
I’m looking forward to getting involed in some stuff over the next few months, shame I can’t make the Christmas party though! I’m looking forward to the Advent Service on Sunday evening.
Ian is having the third op on his arm tomorrow so remember to shoot a prayer up!

curry, sports and moot!

An incredibly exciting and busy weekend.

Friday night was a great night out with some friends to the ocal curry house. We must repeat that again sometime!

Saturday St Mark’s again hired out the sports centre for the community. Around 250 people came and had fun. I love these nights as I think we are being church by serving and blessing the community.

Sunday I spent the day at St Matthews Westminster and Moot. As part of my training I will be on placement with Moot for 30 – 40 hours. This was a great day chatting to people involved in Moot and seeing how some things happen. Being involved in Godly play, which the Moot community run every month, was a great experience. One wonderful thing that struck me was the inclusivity of Moot. People spoke of a true belonging beofre believing. Bythis,I mean people do not have to all subscribe to a statement before they belong – they belong because they chose to be on the journey. I find that quite exciting.

Throughout my placement I will write a bit more about my experiences.I couldn’t chat with Ian as he has broken hs arm and is in hospital awaiting an operation tomorrow – please remember him in your prayers.

My placement

Today I caught up with Ian Mobsby from MOOT. I’m quite excited by the fact that I am going to be spending 30 or so hours on placement with this community. I’m looking forward to the struggles and delights that this is sure to entail, and I’m looking forward to being taken right out of my comfort zone in a way that will cause me to reflect and consider my future practice.