Posts Tagged ‘faith’

Defining moments -definitionI didn’t grow up in church.  I do however remember the day of my christening.  I was about three years old.

My parents had neglected to have me ‘done’ when I was a baby.  We were staying with friends in Brisbane.  They had a son about my age, perhaps a little older.  His name was Jack, and he was to be christened the next morning.  Over a few beers too many my father decided to make it a double-header.  Jack and I would be Christened together.  Each set of parents being god-parents to the others’ kid. (more…)


God + BIg BangMany people tell the that they don’t believe in god.  When I ask them about the god they don’t believe in they so often give me description of god that I don’t believe in either.

Conversations about god crop up all the time.  Perhaps it’s because I look for them.  Perhaps it is because other people also look for them with someone.  Perhaps there is more god-consciousness around than most people think.  Either way – or both – I get into a lot of conversations where god comes up.

Probably the most common opening line is ‘I don’t believe god created the world in six days’ and therefore, by implication, ‘I don’t believe in god’.

The second is like it; ‘I believe in science so I can’t believe in god’.

Following hot on the heals of these two are the ‘how can I believe in a good god when there is so much evil in the world’ comments. (more…)

“… Christians should live as “internally different” to the dominant culture. They should be well-versed in that culture and its values, but not of it. Instead, they should seek to subvert and shape culture, but never in a way that assumes an entitlement to speak.” (more…)

As we heard last week, the story of the judges was a story that went from good to bad.  At the end of the book we have the sad summary statement, “In those days there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes.”   (Judges 21:25)

The feeling is that if there was a king in Israel everything would be right.

This though leads us into the books of Samuel and the first kings of Israel.  There is a  bit more to this kingship stuff than meets the eye…
So all the elders of Israel gathered together and came to Samuel at Ramah. 5 They said to him, “You are old, and your sons do not follow your ways; now appoint a king to lead us, such as all the other nations have.”  1 Samuel 8:4-5 (more…)

Two beat rhythm

We live within a two beat rhythm of call and response.  God calls and we respond.  God is always the initiator; he always goes first.  God is the prime cause; everything else is response.  Everything!

The story of our faith from beginning to end is none of call and response.   Each one of us has been called.  It is now up to each one of us to respond.


God called Abraham

2,000 years before Jesus; 4,000 years before you and I.  In Ur of the Chaldees; on the Euphrates River in modern day Iraq.

We read about Abraham in the book of Genesis, the book of beginnings, which is the first book in the Old Testament.  His story follows on in order from the two creation stories, the fall, mankind’s moral decline leading to Noah and the flood, the building of the tower of Babel and God’s scattering of the nations.  The Bible story gives us no good reason as to why God calls Abraham apart from he wanted to.  Abraham’s life and behaviour did not call out to God.  God called out to Abraham.


Last week I sang and spoke in much the same manner; that is without any real notes.  The passage we looked at is a favourite of mine and I am probably overly familiar with it.  It was a  follow-on from last week’s message and again came from the Gospel of Mark.

Like last week’s passage this week’s is a double story; two stories cleverly woven together.  Each story powerful on its own but together their power is amplified and a deeper meaning is there to be seen.

We are asking the question, “how much faith is enough and what does that look like?”


ABC The Drum Unleashed – Anne Rice – Christian no more.

I tripped across this article and lots of it resonated with me; not so much from the ‘intellectual grunt’ end of the debate but simply our regular daily working class lives.  Some time I would just like to grab some of my brothers and sisters and just give them a  good shake…