I am your new host for Friday Festival on the second Friday – over in the Blog Team we each have roles to play – prayer writers; political observers; lectionary WonderWomen… you name it, and we probably have a go at it. Robin has been the second week host for some time, and, ready to pass on the baton, she passed it to me.
So, I have had fun, getting to grips with blogs; and the amazing writers – some write every week, others every day, and others less frequently. There are sermons and reflections; there are personal family stories; there is poetry and pictures; and, right now, there is a lot of named anger.
I live in Scotland, and even here American politics hits the headlines every single day – and we are still mired in the depths of Brexit!
There are many things that caught my eye – but the topics which touche me most are always poetry and nature. If there are both in the same post I’ll be all over it!
Like Katy Mulligan on her blog insideouted, her poem Cassandra touched my soul; and Sally C, writing at Eternal Footsteps, another poem, The Choice which left me in a gentle contemplation. If you visit these you will see words in beautiful form… the pattern of the words as important as their meaning.
Jan Edmiston, A Church for Starving Artists is one of my regular reads – this week in Deep Breath she reminds us to pause a moment. Although I am not familiar with the media people she named, I do think that we all need to pause and remind ourselves what the work of media is, and is not. Jan says, “How do we see the face of Jesus when someone is openly shaming people?”
Thanks Jan for once more naming the important things.
I have a son who lives in Canada – a long, long way from mamma nowadays – however it was their thanksgiving this past weekend, and they enjoyed the holiday – which put me in a thanks and gratitude frame of mind… as were Kimberly writing at Consider the Lilies, with a post and a poem for thanksgiving, Face to the Sun on Thanksgiving, and another Kim, at Sandpipers Thoughts, who writes on the Discipline of Gratitude; it is so easy to forget to be thankful, especially in these uncertain days. I hope you might enjoy their reflections and find time to give thanks for your own blessings. For there is always something to be thankful for – if we just pause to look.
Julie Rennick is a Church of Scotland minister, serving a rural community in the village of Earlston in the Scottish Borders. She blogs at A Country Girl, writes for Spill the Beans and contributed to the RevGals book, There’s a Woman in the Pulpit
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