This is Sandy. She was the first of our family hamsters. As you can see she was a very holy, prayerful hamster.
It may be that she was actually eating a sunflower seed, but it looks like a praying hamster to me (as opposed to a praying mantis).
I use that image to illustrate a reflection card, which I still use. The reflection goes as follows:
At the end of every day take a few moments to review the day as you and God together watch an action replay. As you do this, have these questions in mind:
How did I experience God’s love today?
How did I express God’s love today?
Where did I act out of selfishness rather than love today?
Let the answers to these questions lead you into gratitude (for your experience of God’s love), encouragement (for your growth in service) and confession (for the times you missed the mark).
These are simple, but profound questions that I find enhance my relationship with God and others.
I don’t always remember to do it: I have tried to associate it with cleaning my teeth at night so I remember to do it, but sometimes other things push it out of my mind. However, when I remember, I find that this sort of reflection is helpful. Perhaps you will become a holy hamster too.
Today I am having a day off, and it is proving to be quite a mixed event. In anticipating the day ahead of me I had some plans in mind of what I was going to do to relax. And since I woke up other things have started to invade the space I have today and are taking control. I had planned to go out, but as Robbie Burns wrote: “The best-laid plans of mice and men aft gan aglay.”
For example, it’s a nice sunny day today. So we could do with me doing a couple of loads of washing. But that means me being around to load and unload the washing machine and then to hang out the wet clothes. This is best done in the morning so there is a good opportunity for the clothes to dry. So I need to stay home this morning.
And then I had some messages that several different items that have been ordered online are going to be delivered today. One is a pair of concert tickets I ordered months ago, the other are a couple of items I only ordered yesterday and which were despatched in record time. It is good to receive notifications that these items will be delivered today, but I don’t know when so I have to wait in for both of those to be delivered. And one of them contains a light that will need fixing up outside the house, so that’s another job for the day. If you have read any of my bloggages about deliveries then you will know I have low-level paranoia about this so I have already checked that the doorbell works and that the sign showing where it is is still visible.
And then there’s the reason for this photo. No, I am not intentionally pointing to the frown lines on my head, I am trying to show the mark on my head that was caused by me getting dressed this morning. I bent down to open a drawer in order to get some clothes out and made several misjudgements: (a) how far away I was from the chest of drawers (b) how long my arms were to reach down into the bottom drawer (c) that my head was connected to my torso and when I bent forwards my head would move towards the top of the chest of drawers (d) how dopey I am.
I leant forward and down into the bottom drawer but before my hands could reach the clothes I was trying to get my head reached the top of the chest of drawers. It wasn’t a major impact. I am not concussed or in need of a visit to hospital. It was more of a surprise. But for a while there was a noticeable red mark and it may be that a bruise emerges (hypochondriac? me?). The initial red mark was much more noticeable than this photograph shows and it made me wonder about going out today as people might stare at me.
The combination of all of these things (coupled with me taking the time to write this bloggage) means that I may well not go out today because of a number of circumstances beyond my control.
How often do we have to adjust our plans and ideas because of circumstances beyond our control? Unless you have decided to become a hermit and live a self-sufficient lifestyle in a remote cave somewhere (in which case how have you got internet access to read this?) you will be living in the reality that other people will make an impact on your life. Sometimes that may be negative, other times it may be positive. But we have to respond and react to all of these other people as well as to many other unforeseen events.
It has been said that if you want to make God laugh tell him your plans. I think that’s rather a sad parody of how things are. I think God really does want us to share our thoughts, ambitions, plans and hopes with him. But not so he can mock us and hit the ‘smite’ key on is computer. Rather it is with the attitude that as he is God it would be a rather wise thing to consult and involve him in our life. The pattern for prayer that Jesus taught encourages people to pray that God’s will be done on earth as it is in heaven. I believe that if we pray and share our plans with God in that attitude it makes him smile rather than laugh – smile because he delights to work with us to help shape our lives, to walk with us in the tough times and dance with us in the joyful ones.
Although there may have been a divine snigger when I banged my head this morning!
A woman had a dream. In her dream she went up to heaven and saw behind the scenes. She was taken to the control room and saw all manner of amazing things. She saw how every prayer was treated with honour and respect. She saw a computer that counted the number of hairs on every single person’s head. And she saw an area that was labelled ‘The Path to Sainthood’.
In that part of the control room were thousands of candles and each candle burned brighter as people were becoming more saintly. The brighter the candle the more saintly they were becoming. As she looked she saw many names beside the candles that she did not recognise. These were people whose acts and lifestyle went unnoticed by most of the world but who were making a difference to the lives of those around them.
But she also saw some names she recognised and was pleased to see that the names of the Archbishop of Canterbury and Pope Francis were brighter than many. But then she noticed that one surprising name was becoming brighter by the second and soon was brighter than all of the rest.
She was taken aback by this and asked the angel who was accompanying her why Donald Trump was considered to be more saintly than the Archbishop of Canterbury and Pope Francis.
The angel smiled serenely and said, “Since he became President of the United States of America people have started praying bigly!”
Regardless of what you think of those who have been elected, do pray for them. Bigly!
I’m on a prayer journey at the moment. It doesn’t involve me leaving where I am physically but I am finding it helpful to reflect on my spiritual location. The journey comes in the form of daily emails from the London Institute for Contemporary Christianity. Sometimes it’s a thought to ponder, and sometimes there is a more detailed reflection on which to click, then ponder, reflect and (this is one of the things I like about it) act practically. Click here for today’s reflection
I find it really helpful to use physical actions to ‘trigger’ praying. That may sound rather mechanical for a relationship with God, but it’s no more mechanical than putting birthday reminders in your diary for those whom you love! Let me give you a few examples:
I drive around a lot in my job and when I see a road sign for a town, village or city where one of my churches is located it triggers a prayer for that church. When I hear a siren it triggers a prayer for the person to whom that emergency vehicle is racing. When someone shares good news with me I try to say thank you to God for that. When I see distressing news items on the TV it triggers a prayer for those who are victims in that situation… I’m going to try a new one I just thought of, which is to use each new email as a trigger to pray for the person who sent it before opening it (and if that also triggers an avalanche of emails then go for it!).
Today LICC suggest:
Try asking, when feeling anxious: ‘Which am I doubting – God’s word, love, power, timing or character?’ Then ask the Lord to show you how to build godly trust in that area.
Try, every time you go through a door, reminding yourself that God is the King of the situation you are entering.
Try thanking God for different things each day – one day thank him for each person you meet, another day for every task you are doing; another day for every communication you receive etc.
What are your prayer triggers? What helps you to pray?
So I was lying in the dentist’s chair, looking at the photo on the ceiling (it’s of someone in a powered parachute flying over the sea next to some cliffs) and trying not to pay too much attention to what the dentist was doing. She was working on the scaffolding that I have attached to my teeth in order to try to get them to go back to the state of order in which God intended them to live in my mouth (rather than the random order they were working towards). This is not (I add defensively) because of personal vanity but because in their disorganised state some of my teeth were cutting into my tongue).
I sensed the dentist was nearing the end of the process for that day and started to relax.
And that’s when it happened.
Before I knew it she had looped two elastic bands over my mouth scaffolding: linking the upper teeth to the lower ones. I was completely unprepared for it as she had not warned me that this would be part of the process of giving me a smile that looked normal.
I really dislike them. No, I mean really dislike them. They make my jaw muscles ache because every time I open my mouth the elastic bands are under tension and are pulling my jaws back together. They inhibit my speech, making it more difficult for me to pronounce certain words. They rub against my cheek, meaning that talking is sometimes painful. They look horrible. And when, occasionally, one of them snaps inside my mouth it’s like a small bee has stung the inside of my cheek!
For a while I stopped wearing them during the day and only wore them at night. But the next time I saw my dentist she told me that this was not a good idea. The elastic bands are supposed to be easing some of my teeth downwards so that they are the right length. And if I don’t have them on for most of the time the teeth settle back into their old ways during the time when they are not under tension.
So, VERY reluctantly, I have been wearing the elastic bands.
At this point I hope that, at the very least, you might be feeling a tiny amount of sympathy for me, dear bloggist. However I suspect some of you are thinking, “Oh, boohoo you crybaby. Pull yourself together you wuss, there are people enduring far more painful and life-threatening experiences than you are with your teeth.”
And I would have a lot of sympathy for that view. I know I am being pathetic. I know that I am not being rational about this. I know that this is temporary. I know that it’s for my benefit in the long term. I know that in the grand scale of things this is tiny.
I know all of that.
But I still really resent having the elastic bands on my teeth.
Very few people actually like the discipline of something that is difficult, painful or unwelcome even if we know that it will have long term benefits:
A student who struggles with a particular subject may well resent extra lessons that will help them.
A person riding a bicycle up a steep hill may labour with the effort it takes even though they need to get to the top and the exercise will be doing them some good.
Many people resent paying taxes even though we know that they pay for many of the services upon which we rely and from which we benefit (health, transport, defence, and so on).
And for some reason many followers of Jesus seem to put spending time reading their Bibles and praying in the same category. Or if we don’t consciously do so we behave as if we do. We can struggle, we can labour, we can perhaps even resent it. Even though we know that these things will help us to grow closer to God, help us deepen our relationship with Jesus and enable us to experience his Spirit more easily we don’t do them. A survey in 2012 in USA found that only 19% of churchgoers read the Bible every day. Another survey in 2014 found that only 68% of American Christians pray every day. I suspect that these figures will be much lower in the UK.
For some reason we see these things as disciplines for Christians to struggle with not privileges for disciples. We see them as a chore! But discipline and disciple have the same root! The student who perseveres with extra study will gain the benefit of a better understanding. The cyclist we perseveres with riding to the top of the hill will get to their destination and be fitter. The taxpayer improves their society and gains the benefit of paying their taxes when they visit the doctor, drive their car and live in a free country.
The follower of Jesus who spends quality time in prayer and reading their Bible will find that their understanding of God will increase, their awareness of his presence will be enhanced and their walk with him will get easier. There are lots of things that can help you – apps for your phone, websites, books, people… even blogs!
If you doubt me why not try it and prove me wrong!
I usually prepare my sermons in the first half of a week. That gives me space to reflect on it and adjust things. I usually wait until the Sunday morning to do any final adjustments before saving it as a PDF and sending it to my tablet computer from which I like to preach. This is what works for me.
Yesterday morning I switched my computer on just before 8am and gone to get a cup of coffee. When I got back to my computer I was faced with a message that told me that Windows 10 was installing new updates and that it may take a while.
I needed to be on my way soon after 9.30am.
I did research options to see if I could intervene and stop the process but none of them seemed safe enough to attempt if I wanted to be certain of accessing my computer afterwards.
I then prayed. I prayed that the update might finish in time for me to access the computer and get hold of the sermon, or that at the least I might be able to remember enough to preach something close to what I had been working on earlier in the week.
I thought of an update(!) to an old joke that I could tell at the start of my sermon: A preacher’s computer decided to update itself on the Sunday morning so he couldn’t access his sermon. He had to go to the church without his notes. As he stood up to preach he explained the situation to his congregation and finished with these words, “… so today I will just have to rely on the Holy Spirit for my sermon. Next week I hope to do better.”
I posted something on social media via my phone so I could get some sympathy (with hashtags in case Microsoft monitors them) and perhaps some extra prayers. Other Ministers expressed that they were having similar problems – solidarity in frustration.
And I looked again at the passage from which I was preaching and tried to recall what I thought I was going to say.
By 9am I was entirely ready to leave: the car was packed, the satnav knew where to direct me, and I was clean and tidy. But my computer had only reached about 75%.
By 9.30am we were at 96%. But the final 4% seemed to be taking ages.
At 9.38am the computer announced that it had finished installing the updates. I smiled with relief and waited for it to boot up.
Except that the booting up was taking much longer than normal, presumably because it was still updating itself.
I managed finally to get into the computer and print off the sermon (on paper, not high tech tabletty stuff) and leave the house by 9.45am. I got to the church safely and on time and all went well from there…
This morning I tried to find out if there were settings I could change to ensure that this didn’t happen again. I couldn’t find a ‘ask my permission before installing updates’ setting. Instead there was a setting in which I declare my normal working hours within which Windows should not install updates. It had been set to 8am – 5pm. The updating process had happened just before 8am, but it took well over an hour and a half that took it into my declared working time. I have now adjusted that setting so that my declared working hours start earlier and finish later (at least as far as my computer is concerned).
So I offer a few reflections:
Did God speed up the updating process? I don’t think so. But he gave me the patience and serenity to cope in what was a very frustrating time. That often seems to be how he answers prayer – changing me rather than the circumstances.
Will I change the way that I work? Probably. I will transfer the sermon to my tablet earlier in the week so I have a back up I can use, but still do my final preparation on a Sunday morning and if necessary send a newer version to the tablet at that stage. Do we adapt ourselves to others or expect them to adapt to us?
What else have I learnt?
That God is more reliable than the other things I rely on to fulfil the calling he has placed on my life and I need to rely on him more and them less.
That it’s helpful having some good friends who offer good advice, prayers and (if nothing else) make me smile. I need to be ready to do the same for them.
The computer programmers who designed the software don’t appear to have thought through the implications of not asking us whether it is convenient to update at that particular time. How often do I pause to think through any unintended implications of my actions that may inconvenience others, even when they seem like a good idea?
It would have been helpful if a pop-up message had told me that they weren’t going to ask my permission to update in future so I knew what to do about that. How often does my failure to communicate fully with others cause them upset?