FEELING IT – Page 3 – Melbourne Welsh Church

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Jan 16
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BUT FIRST COFFEE

Category:Coffee,Community,Compassion,Fear,Hospitality,Mercy,Neighbour

Ok Ive had my coffee now and Im ready!!

After returning from a two week holiday it has been a rude shock getting back into work and the ‘normal’ routine.

Just five days after returning I along with my partner (The Ruth), officiated at a wedding, it was a little over an hours drive, so we decided rather than come home after the practice run we would stay with friends and drink coffee.

It has been 4years since we last spent time with them, so it was a great time of eating and talking, oh and coffee !!

As we chatted about what events both personally and globally had taken place since we last spoke it wasn’t long until wefound ourselves in familiar territory, as we drank coffee.

sorry this is really bad!!

Issues of strained or broken relationships, conflicts in work environments along with confronting family matters, all part of the challenges we face and we deal with the stuff of life, as we drank coffee.

It is so good to have people who are able to share the stuff of life, both difficult and joyful with us, more importantly, having been entrusted with this stuff we need to be trustworthy.

As we face the challenges and joys of 2016, may we in the positions of trust and support, honour and respect this trust, so together we share the journey of life, over coffee.

27
Oct 15
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Tourist or Sojourner

Category:Community,Darkness,death,Doubt,Fear,Mercy,money,Neighbour,Poor,Sojourner,Tourist

Have been reminded again over night of the fragile human condition and the need to belong and to be loved.
We talk much about community, but often live in isolation, we speak of solitude, but are often lonely, we speak of peace, but are fearful, we long for love, but are often embraced by rejection.

21
Oct 15
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life is never dull

Category:#Jesus,be excellent to each other,Being,Coffee,Compassion,content,Darkness,death,Doubt,Family,happiness,Hope,Hospitality,Mercy,Neighbour,Peace

sitting around a fire recently having enjoyed a meal and conversation with friends old and new, i was reminded we are not all privileged to enjoy such times.

just a few days later i was asked if i would pick up a person I had known for around fourteen years who was just being released from jail. i was honoured to reconnect with this person as we begin to journey together to connect in with community.

The picture called Jesus in the breadline, says it all really, Jesus is not far from anyone of us.

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Sep 15
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what you see depends on where you stand

Category:Community,Compassion,Doubt,Family,happiness,Hope,Hospitality

When Jesus walked the streets of towns and villages, he saw stuff and people which are often easy to miss or ignore.

Maybe it says something about where we stand and what we see??

It never fails to amaze me, that what might appear to us to be the lest, Jesus saw as the most important.

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Aug 15
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everything is broken

Category:Compassion,death,Doubt,Fear,Forgiveness,Neighbour,Peace,Poor

Broken lines broken strings
Broken threads broken springs
Broken idols broken heads
People sleeping in broken beds
Ain’t no use jiving
Ain’t no use joking
Everything is broken.

Broken bottles broken plates
Broken switches broken gates
Broken dishes broken parts
Streets are filled with broken hearts
Broken words never meant to be spoken
Everything is broken.

Seem like every time you stop and turn around
Something else just hit the ground
Broken cutters broken saws
Broken buckles broken laws
Broken bodies broken bones
Broken voices on broken phones
Take a deep breath feel like you’re chokin’
Everything is broken.

Everytime you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face
Broken hands on broken ploughs
Broken treaties broken vows
Broken pipes broken tools
People bending broken rules
Hound dog howling bullfrog croaking
Everything is broken.

Bob Dylan

24
Aug 15
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R.I.P

Category:Being,Community,death,Fear,grief,Hope,Joy,life,Mercy

Taking a funeral is one of those things which mess with the emotions. or so i find.

 Recently I was asked to take the service for a complete stranger, and just to make it interesting, it was with just three days notice. 

It would be fair to say after meeting with the family for only an hour, i did not ‘feel’ adequately prepared.  

Over the course of the day prior to the funeral I was reminded that while this person was not known to me, they were no stranger to God.

As I processed that thought, it gave me great confidence, not in my ability, rather a sense of trusting God in whose image this person was made, and who lived life as part of the wider community, so in listening and watching that community during the service, I got a glimpse of the person who was being laid to rest.

Yet another reminder, we are all God’s children and God is not far from anyone of us.

11
Aug 15
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Home of the Lost and Found

Category:Coffee,Community,Compassion,Darkness,death,Doubt,Hospitality,Joy,life,LISTEN,Love,Mercy

Taking to the streets, not in power rather in weakness, not by stealth rather transparent, not to overpower rather to empower, not as masters rather as servants not to do rather to be, not to speak rather to listen, not to be examples rather to example, not to presume rather to learn, not to take God there, rather meet God there.

04
Aug 15
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THE TROUBLE WITH NORMAL IT ALWAYS GETS WORSE!!!

Category:Coffee,Community,Compassion,Darkness,Doubt,Family,LISTEN,Mercy,Neighbour

When my two children were younger, we had a friend over every Monday night for the evening meal.
Some nights he would not turn up, others he would turn up manic.

He would sometimes, ask for some Dylan to be played, and he would sit and write a song or a poem, then leave.

He would sometimes walk to a nearby town, which was an hours drive away, there and back drinking only water.

Some Monday nights over dinner we would talk about a range of stuff, some nights he would just eat.

Some nights, his place at the table empty, we would wonder where he was and how he was doing.

Sadly our friend died some time later, in dubious circumstance.

For him ‘normal’ was different than we understood normal, and as the children set the table each Monday night, there was always a place set for him, just incase he turned up.

He was loved and is missed.

Come to me you lost and lonely

Lonely in your beauty

Frightened and alone in your fame

Come to me, I love you

I know your name

Come to me, you naked and ashamed

You lost and you forsaken

I know your name

Come to me, you unloved and you mistaken

Walk with me, I love you

Come to me

D Lind

27
Jul 15
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Music to my ears

Category:Community,Compassion,content,Darkness,death,Doubt,Family,Forgiveness,happiness,Hope,Joy,life,Love,Mercy,money,Neighbour,Poor

as I write this I am with my partners siblings and partners in NZ.

Last Sunday I was honoured to hear a local musician and artist as he played two new songs.
One was a conversation with his wife who died two years ago, the other called Come to me…..

Come to me you poor
With nothing to your name
And the poor who just have money
You can do the same
Walk with me I love you

Much like indifference being the opposite of love and hate, being poor is about what you have and what you don’t have?

As I loiter on the streets of Melbourne I go to the ‘top end’ of town’ to watch the faces on the street, and I wonder what stories I would hear, and what story they would like to hear?

I think it’s a mistake to make assumptions about people,’rich’ or ‘poor’.

21
Jul 15
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Is there anybody out there????

Category:Bubba,Darkness,Doubt,Silence

I see you in the darkness
I hear you in the silence
Through clouds of uncertainty
In doubts on enquiry.
D Lind
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