Good Friday

[poliphilo]

The world is very quiet this morning. I guess everyone who can afford it is celebrating the Passion of Our Lord in Ibiza.

I had bad dreams. At one point I was scrambling about on a roof with my daughter and my long-dead grandmother's long-dead little dog; we were stuck up there; we couldn't get down.

It's the arthritis; I ache.

When I was a vicar Good Friday was one of the biggest days in the year. I ran three hour ego-trips "At The Foot Of The Cross", featuring my own empowered preaching and the dreariest hymns in the book.

Jesus died for you! Oh how he suffered! Why don't you care?

Very Mel Gibson.

But very few people came to hear me so I don't suppose I did much harm.

Comments

Re: preaching

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

A problem with preaching is that sermons are required on a regular basis and no-one can guarantee inspiration every time.

How refreshing if once in a while the preacher were to announce, "Actually, I have't got anything to say this week, so lets move on."

[seraphimsigrist.livejournal.com]

Yes I think that can reasonably done and
let us incorporate it as a further axiom
for our homiletics course if we are ever
asked (with an appropriate stipend granted
of course) to give one...
I believe it could be put, without
falling into pietism egregiously, in
a slightly softer form...
"Today's Gospel it seems right to me
to allow speak simply for itself, no
additional words come to me , so let us
each hear as we can this that was said--
' whatever whatever whatever'
with immediacy. also it is a hot summer day
and there is no breeze although we have opened
all the windows, but the words will remain
when we are settled in another place and
now let us turn tho that which is our true
work and privelege...[id est the sacrament
of the altar for anyone looking in and not
of this way, it is not a proposal to
rush out to the beach just yet]" or something :)