Here’s Cedric’s sermon for the City of Glasgow from this morning’s worship.
8 responses to “Mitre over the parapet moments”
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Thanks for linking +David’s post. I’d read it, and the first few comments, but missed that later discussion. It represents a new level of blog dialogue in the SEC, I think.
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Who’ll be next, do you think?
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Thanks for the episcopal summary – I take back my previous criticisms about the bishops. They are being rather splendidly thoughtful at the moment. As was Archbish Sentamu on Radio 4’s question time 🙂
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Kelvin – thanks for your linking and attention-drawing activities. It’s hard not to be aware that there is a common thread linking all of those ‘over the parapet’ contributions – which is that the tone of recent contributions from our Catholic colleagues has been unfortunate. But now that we seem to have some momentum, I hope we can move on to be a bit more successful at shaping an agenda rather than simply responding to others.
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What’s the clergy equivalent of a mitre over the parapet?
A biretta over the altar?
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…only when it is snowing!!
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I can see snow on Cruachan. Birettas may be worn.
(See number 79 of my 100 things if you’ve no idea what Stewart is alluding to).
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I am afraid the discussion with +David on his blog came to a sad end….have another look!
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Sermon – 17 June 2007 – The woman with the perfume
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Ahh, arrhh, arrrrhhhhh chooo!
I’m off work for a couple of days. I’ve picked up a sneezing lurgy. If I had company, I’m sure it would be a man-cold. However, as it is, I’m on my own, so it is merely an indisposition. Normal service will be resumed shortly.
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