Primitive Christianity Revived, Again
I post here a small piece of ministry I gave this past Sunday - in part because I want to honour the rich community of friends that lead to whatever ministry I give, both in and out of Meeting for Worship.
This one is meaningful to me in part because here in the UK, singing is very unusual. I regularly sing in meeting for worship, and consider it to be both a terrifying and liberating act that I am priveledged to get to do. Friends here have loved my singing (quite common in my (unprogrammed) home meeting in California). This past sunday, though, was the first time that, after I gave this ministry, and someone else ministered about how beautiful singing is and how much she appreciated it, that a local British friend sang. She sang in a quiet, trembling voice, and I was moved almost to tears by it. Afterwards, I felt a delightful, powerful presence surround the meeting. Singing may well be coming in to this meeting - I certainly hope so. It is my belief that, when it comes from the Spirit, song can bring us more fully into where we are - into that sacred threshold where we move between sound and silence. Today, singing in Meeting can be a powerful form of gathering and discovering that we are 'already there'.
(in giving this, I sang the refrain of the song mentioned - I don't know how well it translates 'just' as words. The last stanza I added this morning, as it seemed appropriate.)
On a small island
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