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#MoreinCommon

24/6/2016

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A few weeks ago I received an email that really made me think. It started with a great description which went as follows:

“Our streets have become giant car parks with roads running through them. If you are at home look out the window and imagine taking just ten cars away. It will free up a 40 by 20m area - space enough for a small park. How could it be used – an orchard, table tennis, benches, a communal bbq, and a veg patch...Giant Jenga?
Our streets and our experience of our neighbours would become very different  - perhaps for instance, the forgotten elderly would find a natural place to come and meet their neighbours in the summer.”


I don’t know about where you live but sometimes I get really annoyed when I get home from work and can’t park my car outside my own house, whether that is due to my neighbours, who have at least 4 cars, or people parked so that they can take their pets to the vets, 2 doors up.
As I thought about the picture that this email summoned up in my mind I could just see what this might look like. A green area with lovely tree’s covered in pink and white blossom. Older people sat on benches having a good natter, children running around playing chase, the sounds of laughter and adults talking, the smell of a bbq as all the neighbours enjoy themselves. Can you imagine what your street might look like? This is the wonderful side of community.

Last week we saw the other side of this when Labour MP Jo Cox was murdered. This week she would have celebrated her 42nd birthday and around the country and the world people have been remembering her, what she stood for and what in less than a week she is coming to stand for in the wider community and tweeting about her using #MoreinCommon. The death of Jo Cox reminds me that whatever is happening, even in the saddest times good can be brought about. I am reminded of Easter. Out of the deep sadness of Good Friday comes the eternal joy of Easter Sunday.

So wherever you are, whatever you are doing, take a few moments to look around you and maybe ask yourself what can you do for the people you can see?
Maybe pray for them that whatever they need God would provide, maybe by using us as the providers because, as Jo Cox said in her maiden speech in Parliament, “We are far more united and have far more in common than that which divides us”.

God bless,
Charlotte
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We will not forget the pain of pulse

16/6/2016

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​When we heard about the attack on Pulse in Orlando, all we knew was that they had hurt us. Someone - one of them - had taken a gun to our safe space and hurt us by killing our people. And we were angry. We were hurt. We were dying.

49 of our people killed, at least as many again wounded, and we began to learn their names. We saw ourselves in them. There was another man killed, but he was one of them, who did this to us. That's what we thought.

And then, through our tears, we learned the most painful truth. There is no them and us. We are humanity, the body of Christ, and we are one in our hurt. We look for someone to hate in response, and see only our own faces, and the face of Christ, staring back.

We are survivors. We have survived our own hurts, and our own hate. We are witnesses to the best and worst of humanity within ourselves every single day, and we cannot ignore that this week of all weeks. We are also the inheritors of the wounds of Christ, put to death in innocence.

We will not forget the pain of Pulse. We will speak the names of the victims through our anguish. We remember that trans people of colour worldwide are the most likely of all our family in Christ to be targeted for violence, and we are angry. We remember the victims of the attack on the Upstairs Lounge in New Orleans, just a single generation ago, and we weep tears of hurt and fury for them. The anguish, anger, hurt, and fury are the pain of the body of Christ as it is wounded by each act of human violence.

But we are called to something else, nestled in the heart of the anguish. We are called to forgive. The Man of Sorrows who is crucified again and again in the needless violence of humanity looks on us with forgiveness and calls us to do the same. We are held in time, at the foot of the cross, and a voice cries out, "Abba, forgive them. They do not know what they do."

May God forgive us, as we forgive those who wound us.

In peace,
Kate
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Reflecting on rahab

11/6/2016

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On our journey this month we have been learning about the wisdom in the Old Testament.  This week's reading - Joshua Chapter 2 - contained the intriguing figure of Rahab, a Canaanite woman who was a sex worker at the margins of her home town of Jericho. 

Her fear of the God of the Israelites, and love for her own family, led her to place her trust in two men who came to spy upon the town on behalf of Joshua.  His campaign to capture Jericho was ultimately successful, and Rahab's actions led to the Israelites sparing her and her family from certain death. 
Rahab's story was about simple trust in God and love for family - she was a woman who was otherwise shunned by her community and regarded as 'unclean', and yet God's purpose was at work in her life.  It's inspiring to think that whoever we are and whatever our condition in life, God can work through us - we don't have to wait for some idea of perfection to be accomplished in us first.

We followed with silent meditations on love, simplicity and trust.  Here's the prayer after the sermon about Rahab, adapted from Fr. Michel Quoist, Prayers of Life:

If we knew how to listen to God, if we knew
how to look around us, our whole life would become prayer...
Words are only a means.
However, the silent prayer which has moved
beyond words must always spring from everyday life,
for everyday life is the raw material of prayer.

God bless,
Helen
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Journeying with God

2/6/2016

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I have the privilege to spend a lot of time traveling. I live – as most of you know – in the South East of England between Oxford and London, work in Oxford, and of course I do visit Newcastle regularly. When I was younger, we had family in Cheshire and Yorkshire and we spent summers with them. I’m writing this from a sunny balcony, overlooking the River Torridge, in Devon. Google Maps tells me I’m 394 miles from Northumberland Street, but that I could cover that distance in about 3 hours (by plane from Bristol) or about 7 hours in the car if the motorways are clear. A long way away by some measure, but such a short way by others.

Our worship theme this month looks for Ancient Truths for Modern Days in stories from the Old Testament. We’ve read about Joseph, who was taken from Canaan to Egypt against his will, and Joshua, who led an army out of Egypt and back to Canaan. Their journeys were more than just travels, though, their personal journeys and struggles are reflected in the literal distance they travel from their origin to their destination. Later in the series, we will hear about Rahab, and Esther, whose personal journeys take place in the confines of their own homes, but are as transformative and profound as any traveller’s tales.

June is also the month in which people around the UK mark Refugee Week. On the 19th June as part of Sunday worship, we will be taking up a collection for the West End Refugee Service. They have asked for, shampoo, shower gel, and deodorant as a priority, and will also accept toothpaste, handcream, and good quality clothing for any age or gender. Many of us will never take the kinds of journeys that bring people to the UK as refugees and asylum seekers, but Northern Lights MCC has a strong history of reaching out and offering a hand of welcome. Through the work of Rainbow Home, we offer our time, food, and a space to share stories and friendship. Through collections and offerings, we give what we can of our gifts. Through prayer, we commit ourselves to being hope and light to everyone who crosses our threshold and invite the Holy Spirit to renew us in our work.

What journeys are on your horizon? Are you expecting big changes in your life and circumstance, or thinking about your next journey home from work? How can you invite God to participate in these journeys with you? As you reflect and pray on our worship series this month, remember the truth that God is with you in all times and all places.

Blessings,
Kate
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