I am blipping this Lent (in fact, in general) rather than blogging - a daily photo with a short reflection or factual report. But it feels important to keep a little simmer here...
This is my fourth Lent in Cowal & Bute and Argyll & The Isles, and it is a good feeling to no longer remember exactly which year which thing/service/course/reflection was done. Ministry as a cyclic process, picking up the rhythm of the years and the liturgical calendar, can be a helpful concept, I believe. I am, by nature, an objective driven person (some excellent training I have done recently confirmed this in abundance!), so to step back from projects and objectives and enter an ongoing flow is quite, quite different.
I am also conscious that this ministry is a long-term activity, with short term projects and issues, but overall it is a long, never-ending business. A couple of my predecessors as rector here (altho I am just a priest in charge...) are buried in our graveyard. One day I will metaphorically join them. This is my shift here, my turn to look after these people, to help them worship, to walk alongside them.
Lent is a useful time to reflect on this. But not this Lent. There is a busyness this year, not in the charges, but elsewhere, which is stretching things and making life tighter. Maybe that just happens, as time passes and things become wore interwoven in a diocese and a province. But it will be good to find some time this Lent to reflect upon this journey, the few short years spent here so far.
Picking through the rubble
23 hours ago