Another wasp today – managed to avoid killing it as I encouraged it to move off. Really starting to think they are government controlled micro-robots. I notice today that people are starting to post videos of their pets jumping over toilet rolls. They are putting them in rows across passageways and encouraging their pets to jump over higher and higher stacks.
Having big piles of spare toilet paper that allows you to do this just means one thing – you were part of the problem. The attitude behind this of “Me first” and the way that the difficulties others faced can be forgotten so that a joke can be put together feels wrong.
This is Easter, and I saw an image of three crosses. The one thing that struck me was the middle cross was bigger than the others. And this seems to be the norm for all of the images. It struck me as strange – maybe even at odds with a Christian message.
Just think about it. Jesus was born in a smelly stable, he was friends with prostitutes and thieves. He had nowhere to live. And if you read the story of his death it was alone in the dark. His method of working was not to take the prime position.
Think about the words he used, “Here it is again, the Great Reversal: many of the first ending up last, and the last first.” And then there are the beatitudes, who does he rate?
- People at the end of their rope
- People that have lost everything
- When you don’t want more than you have
In all of our communities we have churches with spires looking over the towns. And suddenly they are empty. Suddenly the pride of place buildings are not symbols to attract people. In fact most of the on-line churches seem to have more people than when they met in buildings.
I wonder if this is a chance for the church to find its place again at the bottom of the pyramid, not the top.
I believe in You,
You the architect, the engineer,
You the craftsman, the carpenter,
the shipbuilder and the blacksmith
I believe in You,
You, the builder of thought,
of music and wind,
of peace and love.
I believe in You, Comrade,
Human Christ, worker Christ,
Conqueror of Death.
With Your enormous sacrifice
the New Man was fathered
for liberation.
You are resurrected
in the arms of all who rise
to defend the people against
the rulers’ exploitation
for You are living in the farm,
in the factory, in the school
I believe in Your persistent struggle,
I believe in Your resurrection
Remember those at the bottom, who have a lifestyle that makes it hard to fight illness, who will be last in line for a hospital bed. Happy Easter.