Today is Lammas Day – Scotland’s traditional first fruits of the harvest day.
Here’s a Lammas Sermon from a couple of years ago.
Today is Lammas Day – Scotland’s traditional first fruits of the harvest day.
Here’s a Lammas Sermon from a couple of years ago.
I really enjoyed the programme, looking forward to the next part.
Couldn’t help grinning all the way through though thinking of you and a certain remark about convents and nuns from last year!
“wish more people did it”
I tried to post a comment here, but it disappeared…
anyway, I just said, be careful, because I’m scared I may get “itchy feet” again and want to reexamine looking at monastic life.
I was disappointed by how rude two of the people were, but the sincerity of the lady who had been hurt by her family and was “afraid of God” was amazing stuff.
Monastic Life
I thought about monastic life at one point. However, when I went to a monastery to consider it more thoroughly I was stricken with a plague of boils and ended up being told to flee by a doctor. Notwithstanding my hesitation about the possibility of God meddling any more with humanity than by God’s becoming incarnate, there was no arguing with a plague of boils and I never went back.
Hey, but I never got boils! And as I was saying to Fr Philip last week it was that very experience in the monastery that has left a mark on the rest of my life. I simply don’t want to play along with materialism to the same extent anymore…
It was certainly interesting watching from an insider’s point of view…
The word in the pews is this – apparently, the bishops have come up with a new way around the funding problems that the Scottish Episcopal Church has from time to time. Forget your stewardship campaigns and giving days – no, my brothers and sisters, we are onto a whole new thing,It seems that there…
Just for the record, I crossed over the Clyde 3 times on my way to church this morning and crossed the Kelvin twice on the way back. I blame the 10K fun run, the collapse of Bridge Street under water and general incompetence.Also, for the record, the arrangement of Shall we Gather at the River…
From unopened boxes that bleep in the night.Good Lord deliver us.
I remember being told when I was in Egypt all about the procedure for electing a new Coptic Pope. Following much prayer and presumably lots of jangly singing, the name was drawn by lot from three rolled up bits of paper that had been placed in a chalice.I remember remarking at the time to a…
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