Wednesday, 10 July 2013
Ten days.
So this week has been busy and interesting. It's been hot and fiery, hot and sweaty and just hot really. I'm not complaining I like hot weather, even when I do get headaches.
My week started I'd say maybe last Monday (so a nine day week...) when I, after going over it a few times, finally sent my first sermon to a friend to read. I also had a hair cut and a phone call. The phone call was the hospital. There is something that does scare me and that is something that I have to go through every 3/5 years (stop moaning? I wish I could but I'm scared!!!) I'm feeling alright today and I go in tomorrow, tomorrow will be a day of drinking horrible stuff and then feeling awful but on Friday hopefully I can forget for a few more years and push all my fears deep down again and bury them for a while. (In the aim of keeping this post clean and not uncomfortable I'm not gonna say why I'm going in most of you know probably anyway!)
I've not been allowed to eat properly for the last day and tomorrow I'll not be able to eat a thing, (until I get home!) obviously the whole not eating normally didn't do me any favours yesterday but more in a minute!
So my sermon, my first and probably (okay definitely) not my last one. Letting it go was like breaking a favourite toy. Painful and sad, part of me wanted to keep in safe with me and not share it, but what is the point of writing a sermon if you can't share it! I got brilliant feed back and told to send it to our mentor, she also gave me good feedback and three points to correct. Like any actor will know words when they are read are good and powerful, but the way you put life into anything is to speak them. A sermon, as we have learnt, is for speaking. Having some acting experience I know that the best way to get people to listen is to put life into what you are saying, I try to choose my words carefully, (even if I can't spell them write!) so yes I told. Simple story and stopped mid way. Story telling is something I've found I can do, luckily Jesus was a great teller of parables! So when Sunday came I was, yeas okay nervous, but on the whole I was calm. My sermon was linked with the Buckley jubilee, and part of it focused on the band and the big booming drum (I really do LOVE that drum!) so on Tuesday when I found I was walking next to the drummer near the end of the parade, I loved it!
Looking back on Sunday though I could have done better, but for a first try I did well. (Roll on my next one!)
Friday, I had a interesting trip to see some fire poi, fire staff And fire fan users. My friend was going alone so I went with her. I'm not normally into that type of thing but thinking of the experience and the fact that one day I might need it for a sermon! I went. It was fun! I met some lovely people and my friend Amy got to meet some too people who would happily help her when she wants to do slack lining (like tightrope walking only bouncy?! It's kinda in the name!) and one guy handed me a fire staff....
For those of you who don't know, my 'oh dear it's on fire' skills are very good, so much so that I managed to set my parents house on fire with a candle and a piece of tissue as I was about to sneeze, (think 'ah ah ah...(then instead of achoo) Aggghhhh, the tissues on fire!')
But! I didn't drop it! I didn't light anything around me or catch my hair, so it was a good night!
Tuesday jubilee! The first thing that happened was I nearly got mentioned as bistres youth leader by a photographer as I was chatting to a member of our youth group and the other youth leader. 'Nothing to do with me mate!' Even though they are a little are there all wonderful!
Then I met lots of my youth group, 'Nana trish!!!' 'NANA!!!!' And then! I found my own church sadly due to people getting older we only had about seven or eight of us walking with me and Gareth holding the banner (it's heavy and I have a fantastic tan line where the strap was over my shoulder!)
So we walked! Marched, cheered smiled and generally caused the controlled wonderful chaos that is jubilee, and then people started to go home, four-ish churches behind us were the church with a lot of my youth group members in and as everyone else disappeared soon it was just me and Sylvia (another on note LP) then 'hey nana!' I turned to find a small knot of my youth group with there church banner (I'd been relieved of my duty as the person who brought it wanted to stop walking) so for a little while we led the procession.I always feel so proud of the young people I know they're a credit to the churches they belong to and a credit to the youth group. Two of them are at the big conference in London and have both addressed conference.anyway Then Sylvia and I left for jubilee tea.
I had been expecting not being able to eat anything, but I was hoping to have some jelly! But no, it wasn't the right colour.
So I think that's it. God bless you all and please keep safe in this hot weather.
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