"When I grow up I want to be a tractor"

When our children are small they sometimes say the funniest things and as parents we remember some of them but forget most. Our third child has always loved tractors: ever since he could say "brum" he has been doing so. He has been rinding in the cab with various farmer friends of ours since he could walk. When he was a very small boy indeed someone asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His reply raised a smile from us all "When I grow up I want to be a tractor" he said. His favourite story for years was "Little red tractor".

Through the years he has worn out countless robust pedal tractors and a very well made go-cart and trailor which he used like a tractor. My father made him a beautiful wooden farm and fields which was played and played with for may years and is now safely bedded down in the attic. Britains farm toys have been received for birthdays and Christmas as well as pocket money saved for the right attachment or trailor. We decided long ago that we had a farmer in the family. That is not very surprising as farming is in both my family and slightly further back in Tim's family too.

The love of the land, animals and the outdoors is in his genes. Recently he has bought, or rather acquired, his first tractor. Not a pedal tractor this time but a real little red tractor. It is an elderly pensioner which he treats like a rolls royce and is often found in the garage tinkering with it, making improvements or mending something.

God has put in all of us a heart for something and gifts to go with it whether it is for the countryside and farming or something else. We all have something we enjoy doing which we are good at. We can do it for a long time without it leaving us feeling tired or drained. What is it that energises you? Do you use it for God's glory as well as your own pleasure?





One of those days

Today has been one of those days...no, not what you're thinking. Let me explain. I spend many hours driving from Ørsdalen to Sandnes and back again. Occasionally I ask myself why, oh why, do I live where I live! I know the answer of course, it is because I believe God has called me and my family at this time to serve him and live in this valley.When He says otherwise we will obey, until then we will stay.

I am however only human and sometimes driving home from work in a great snowstorm or sliding my way down hairpin bends on sheet ice covered in rain at eleven o'clock at night I do ask myself why am I doing this! I have even been known to pray to the effect "Lord, you called me here, keep your part of the deal and look after me until I have done all you have called me to do in your name. And I hope I am not finished yet!" The snow plough driver, the gritter man and I am on first name terms! The gritter driver has on occasions said to me that if he can't keep the road open until I have finished at work then I can use his spare room. A spade, sleeping bag and rope are put into the car when I change over to winter tyres and don't come out except for use until spring.

Today has been one of those days when I can give a thousand reasons for living exactly here. Perfect peace only interrupted by an occasional distant tractor, bird song all around me, everything turning green by the hour almost, blue sky, fresh clear mountain air and hot sun. Perfect! If we lived in a town or city we could not have hoped to have such a perfectly peaceful and relaxing day.

Psalm 9 verse 1-2
I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart: I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. I will be glad and exult in you: I will sing praise to your name o Most High.



Cambodia here I come!

There are not many weeks left now until a team of 10 of us from Norkirken travel to Cambodia. The plan is to serve the people in the area and projects in which Normisjon is involved. We will be visiting and contributing to these projects with health care (we have a doctor and two nurses on the team), teaching (we have a school teacher and a pre-school teacher on the team), there are four teenagers who will be involved in youth activities, sport and drama etc for the teaching and health team... and then there is me!

I am doing some teaching, both biblical and language, looking at the projects and Normisjon's work in Cambodia with a view to being better informed myself and therefore better able to enthuse the church on my return. I will also be involved in the other group's teaching. As the trip gets closer this blog will have more about it and there will be regular updates whilst we are away. We leave on the 23rd of June. I am now vaccinated against all sorts of things and am starting to think about what to put in my suitcase.

There are a number of resources we are taking with us to use and then leave in Cambodia for the local people to continue using. We are for example taking some puppets. We will use them in some teaching we are having for sunday-school teachers. The plan is to show different ways of sharing bible stories with children and puppets are great for this. I have bought in two sets that we think will cover lots of different bible stories. I bought them in the UK as I was able to get puppets with asian skin colour and features for a man, a boy and a girl (the girl can also be a boy with a change of clothes), a pig and a sheep. This is a picture of Lucy the sheep. She is such fun!

Amazing grace

So what is so amazing about grace? As well as being a really good question is is the title of a book by Philip Yancey which I have been intending to read for some years. On my last visit to the UK I bought a copy of it and it has been sitting tantalizingly on the coffee table since I got back.

The well known hymn may hold a clue here:
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me.

It is by grace that we are saved from ourselves and the results of our actions. God calls it sin, society has many words for it but whatever words we use for it, it is lethal - literally, and it is everywhere. Sin leads to death and unfortunately for us, we have all sinned. We cannot help ourselves. I challenge you to live a week without sinning, no? How about a day? 24 hours without thinking or doing anything which is wrong. Still can't do it? How about an hour? Can you manage an hour without sinning, no? Me neither! We are in a mess and if we stop for long enough to think about it we realise our predicament.

It might be tempting to compare ourselves to others. We could find someone else who in our view is "worse" than we are and compare ourselves to them. We would then conclude that we are "not so bad". The problem is that not so bad is not good enough. It is like being a dirty rag and comparing ourselves with other dirty rags, we may be more dirty or less dirty but we cannot escape that fact that we are dirty.

To come to God and enter His presence we have to be clean, pure, holy because God is a holy God. Therein lies our problem, we are not and never can enter his presence because of the sin which dirtys us and dirtys humanity. This is what Easter is all about, God in Jesus took the initiative to come and help us out of the predicament we have got ourselves into. He dealt with our sin by taking what we deserved, death and separation from Him, upon himself on the cross and he showed that he had triumphed over it when he rose to life on the third day. Now through Jesus we are washed clean and able to come to him at all times. We could do nothing to help ourselves but thankfully we didn't have to. Christianity is the only religion where God takes the initiative. We cannot do anything to save ourselves and so God did it for us. In all other religions one has to earn salvation. This is grace that God gives us what we don't deserve because he loves us.

We who have received so much grace should be gracious. We should live like Jesus of whom it was said he was "full of grace and truth". Here comes a challenging question, how are we the church doing? Is the church which is the body of Christ full of grace and truth? Lets reduce it a little to the churches where we live, are they places that are known for their grace? If we were to ask people on the street to describe the local church would they come even close to seeing it as a place of grace and truth?

I suspect we have some work to do in living out the grace we have freely received in such a way that society around us looks on in wonder and cannot understand us. Philip Yancy writes "Grace is the church's great distinctive. It's the one thing the world cannot duplicate and the one thing it craves above all else - for only grace can bring hope and transformation to a jaded world."

Lets live in such a way as to bring hope and grace wherever we are and to whoever we meet.

Reflective service

Yes, it is a long time since I have written anything here, but here I am again!

Yesterday in church we had a reflective service on the theme of Easter. Chairs had been removed and the space which that created was used for 11 different Easter-themed installations, the twelth was a video sermon from utube which was running in the cafe. For anyone wondering what I ran, you can follow this link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DeTMVq6kQZI&feature=related  It is called "No arms, no legs, no worries" and is hugely powerful.

The different installations looked at different aspects of the Easter story and each had a point or application to reflect over, an activity and / or something to pray about. The very youngest children went out to their own activities but the others stayed with their families and enjoyed the different posts.

We had fourty minutes for this and people were engaged the whole time as the pictures show.

People have different preferred learning styles and a visual interractive service like this one will appeal to some more than others but from the comments and feedback afterwards it seems that lots of people were able to use it to focus on God and what He did for us in Jesus at Easter.

When I wrote my dissertation it included a significant amount on "What is church?" a question that is worth reflecting on. What do you think? Was this church? Why or why not?