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malcolm chamberlain

musings about the emerging church, mission and contemporary culture...

God is at large, intimately involved in his world in ways that the church is maybe just waking up to!

grace in the midst...

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Not having a great week so far!... I managed to spill a full cup of coffee on my pda yesterday which has completely killed it! It's a funny, and strangely unnerving, feeling going out without a functioning diary. The very helpful woman at the insurance company, when I phoned to claim, said to me, "I'll stress that this is urgent as you can't do without it" - a sad reflection on modern living if ever I heard one, and yet it feels that she's quite right!

Anyway, with one thing and another, I have no profundities (or time!) to share in the blogosphere today, but then I don't think I could have possibly offered anything better than Kester's inspired piece, 'stones'. So, hoping that he doesn't mind (!), I'll just paste it here in case you've not seen it - it's a wonderfully sober reminder that grace should always win the day...

Stones by Kester Brewin

If we could all
just stop throwing stones,
and stoop, knees bent
and write in the dust,

we'd see that the dust
was once stone -
grand, and hard, and proud, and tough -
now ground and dissolved
in grace and tears.

So... how much better
to be a grain of dirt
on that kind prophet’s hands
than a stone
in the cold, accusing Temple
of the pure.

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posted by Malcolm Chamberlain, 11:03 AM

2 Comments:

See? What do you need a pda for if you have sand to write your diary in?

Kester's piece is lovely and profound and humbling.

Hey - how's about updating scissors:paper:stone to coffee:pda:dustbowl?

commented by Blogger Steve Lancaster, 3:47 PM  

Steve, given the amount you need for all the diary entries, I've never really found sand as portable as a pda (makes a mess of your pocket too!)

I like your suggestion for contemporising scissors:paper:stone - now all we've got to do is work out the hand signals for coffee, pda and dustbowl!

commented by Blogger Malcolm Chamberlain, 4:15 PM  

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