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Tag: Book of COmmon Prayer

Running the race set before me with joy

by chuckofish

Timothy Keller, founder of Redeemer Presbyterian Church in Manhattan and a bestselling author and church planter, announced on Sunday that he has pancreatic cancer and will soon begin chemotherapy treatment. This is sad news indeed, but he sees it as providential intervention that doctors caught the cancer when they did. In his twitter announcement he said:

These are all good things to remember when we are asked to pray for someone who is sick and I think it is great that he put them down as a guide for people to follow. The scripture quote at the bottom, which I cut off accidentally, is Hebrews 12:1-2. It is a perfect reminder to deal with whatever God puts in our path with joy.

When in doubt about prayer, there is always the Book of Common Prayer:

Heavenly Father, giver of life and health: Comfort and relieve your sick servant Tim, and give your power of healing to those who minister to his needs, that he may be strengthened in his weakness and have confidence in your loving care; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

I did call upon the Lord with my voice; And he heard me out of his holy hill.

“For he shall give his angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways.”*

by chuckofish

This weekend I plan to do nothing but rest.

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O heavenly Father, you give your children sleep for the refreshing of soul and body: Grant me this gift, I pray; keep me in that perfect peace which you have promised to those whose minds are fixed on you; and give me such a sense of your presence, that in the hours of silence I may enjoy the blessed assurance of your love; through Jesus Christ our Savior. Amen.–BCP

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Both daughters #1 and #2 are moving to new apartments this weekend and I wish them well. I wish I could help. I will be thinking of them from my couch.

This is another day, O Lord. I know not what it will bring forth, but make me ready, Lord, for whatever it may be. If I am to stand up, help me to stand bravely. If I am to sit still, help me to sit quietly. If I am to lie low, help me to do it patiently. And if I am to do nothing, let me do it gallantly. Make these words more than words, and give me the Spirit of Jesus. Amen.

Just a reminder that the Book of Common Prayer is a wonderful source for good prayers!

And here’s a little end of the week inspiration from Casting Crowns–love this new song:

Have a good weekend!

(Paintings are by John Singer Sargent,  Jacques-Louis David and Hippolyte Berteaux

*Psalm 91:11

Here in Missouri

by chuckofish

How was your weekend? The OM and I had an adventure–a roadtrip on Saturday over to Fulton in the rolling green hills of central Missouri to visit the Winston Churchill Memorial on the campus of Westminster College.

You will recall that in 1946 it was at Westminster College that Winston Churchill delivered one of the most significant speeches of his long and illustrious career–the “Iron Curtain” speech. In the 1960s Westminster College set out to mark what would be the 20th anniversary of Churchill’s visit. After due consideration of traditional modes of commemoration, Westminster College settled on the rather more ambitious notion of moving a Christopher Wren designed Church from London. This Church, St. Mary the Virgin Aldermanbury, had stood in London since 1677 when it replaced an earlier structure that had sat on the same site since the 12th century until it was destroyed in the great fire of 1666. This magnificent building, badly damaged during the London Blitz, was moved stone by stone to Westminster’s campus and rebuilt to Wren’s original specifications.

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What an incredible undertaking! I had not been there since 1969 when it was dedicated. It is breathtaking.

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It is a popular venue for weddings, as you can imagine, and there was one about to take place when we ducked in, so this postcard view will have to suffice. It is my favorite type of church, reflecting the puritan branch of the Anglican church. I love those clear glass windows and brass chandeliers and the Ten Commandments behind the altar.

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A needlepoint kneeler in the museum downstairs

The National Churchill Museum which opened in 2006 is downstairs under the church. I was quite impressed.

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ANC III would have approved of these toy soldiers.

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Indeed, ANC would have liked the museum as it illustrates the life and career of W.C.

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Iron Curtain Speech sculpture

Iron Curtain Speech sculpture

Anyway, it is well-worth the trip to Fulton which is a nice college town, not unlike Greencastle, Indiana which we visited many times over the years when daughter #1 was a student at DePauw University. I like college towns and am always up for visiting one.

Sunday was All Saints Sunday and we had three baptisms in church. All three children, who ranged in age from infant to toddler, wailed for dear life. (Bill Baker who baptized daughter #1 and the boy always said that that was the devil leaving the child and not to worry.) Well, I always enjoy renouncing “Satan and all the spiritual forces of wickedness that rebel against God”, including “the evil powers of this world which corrupt and destroy the creatures of God”--especially a few days before an election.

Don’t forget to vote tomorrow!

Food for thought

by chuckofish

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Today is the feast day of Saint Gregory (540–604) on the Episcopal liturgical calendar. Even though John Calvin was an “admirer” of Gregory and states in his Institutes that he was the last good pope (Book IV, chapter 7:4) and he is the patron saint of musicians, singers, students, and teachers, he doesn’t do much for me.

I had planned to blog about him, but instead I give you these words from Rob Bell, who is a contemporary American author and minister.

Being a Christian is not cutting yourself off from real life; it is entering into it more fully.

It is not failing to go deeper; it is going deeper than ever.

It is a journey into the heart of how things really are.

What is it that makes you feel alive? What is it that makes your soul soar?

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Thoughts? Discuss among yourselves.

 

 

Stir up thy power

by chuckofish

Yesterday, in case you were unaware, was “Stirring-it-up Sunday”–at least in merry old England. My friend Carla, who has an English mother-in-law like my dual personality, told me that the third Sunday in Advent is when everyone goes home from church and prepares/stirs up the Christmas pudding. It is also the Sunday when the collect of the day is:

Stir up thy power, O Lord, and with great might come among us; and, because we are sorely hindered by our sins, let they bountiful grace and mercy speedily help and deliver us; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom, with thee ad the Holy Ghost, be honor and glory, world without end. Amen.

Jolly appropriate, don’t you think?

I did not go home and stir up anything in my kitchen, but I thought fondly of Carla’s husband Chris stirring it up in his.

No, I spent my weekend–spoiler alert–wrapping presents. It is one of those things that takes a long time and can be as hard on the back as some forms of physical labor. I also worked on getting the house ready for the arrival of daughter #2 on Wednesday night. Once she is home we will decorate our big tree. As planned the boy came over and put the tree up in its stand, so that the branches can come down.

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I also shoveled the front walk. I like to get out in the snow. It reminds me of my college days. Here I am at the Williams College Winter Carnival in 1977 falling down the slalom course with a friend. We were gate keepers. We picked up the flags when they got knocked down.

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Winter Carnival 1977

Unlike my mother who skied for Middlebury, I couldn’t even handle gate-keeping apparently. You might be surprised how steep that hill is.

I was better at this kind of winter activity.

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…watching while other people built snow sculptures. It is good to know one’s limitations.

How was your weekend?

P.S. R.I.P. Peter O’Toole:
Into paradise may the angels lead thee; and at thy coming may the martyrs receive thee, and bring thee into the holy city Jerusalem.
–BCP, Burial of the Dead, Rite I

Peter O'Toole made a hellavu good angel in "The Bible".

Peter O’Toole made a hellavu good angel in “The Bible”.

Read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest

by chuckofish

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On this day in 1556 Thomas Cranmer, Archbishop of Canterbury, was burned at the stake at Oxford. At the very end, he repudiated his final letter of submission, and announced that he died a Protestant. He said, “I have sinned, in that I signed with my hand what I did not believe with my heart. When the flames are lit, this hand shall be the first to burn.” And when the fire was lit around his feet, he leaned forward and held his right hand in the fire until it was charred to a stump. Aside from this, he did not speak or move, except that once he raised his left hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Cranmer is commemorated in the Anglican Communion as a Reformation Martyr on 21 March.

Merciful God, through the work of Thomas Cranmer you renewed the worship of your Church by restoring the language of the people, and through his death you revealed your power in human weakness: Grant that by your grace we may always worship you in spirit and in truth; through Jesus Christ, our only Mediator and Advocate, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

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“Cranmer said to him, when they were talking late one night, St. Augustine says we need not ask where our home is, because in the end we all come home to God.”
–Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall