Sunday, May 31, 2009

Police Warfare


I attended the Global Day of Prayer at the Groote Kerk ("Great Church") in Cape Town today. Police Superitendent Fanie Scanlan (pictured) said: “For every crime that happens out there, there’s a spirit behind it. This is spiritual warfare. My prayer is that we [the South African Police Services] will receive Jesus Christ as Lord.”

Who "Is" Our Church?


I decided to look up a few congregants on the Internet this week -- a casual survey of what they put out there about themselves. I didn’t expect ... the notorious heroes, the radical causes, the doubtful earnings, the risqué pin-ups, the marginal music. I was somewhat taken aback. OBSERVATION: I need to take a broader view of “who” this congregation actually “is”. (I’ll let you guess which of the two in the photo is one of our congregants. This photo is just for illustrative purposes -- nothing too notorious here. Although, see this ABC News Report).

Democritising Services


We recently decided that, once a month, a member would lead our Sunday service (as minister, I would still welcome people at the start, and preach). P., in the foreground on the right, led our pre-service chorus singing this morning. I asked her today to be the first to kick off our new plan. She will lead the service on the 21st June. OBSERVATION: I received an off-the-cuff suggestion today: “Why not let P. have someone support her in the pulpit?” (because she was nervous). So it might not be P. alone up there -- I have offered her that possibility.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Sea Point Panorama

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Here’s a panoramic shot that I took of our suburb last week, at dusk. Directly to my left, as I took this photo, is our Church, perhaps 250 metres/yards inland. This is the densely populated west side of Cape Town. OBSERVATION: The World Facts Index states that "Sea Point [is] a little crazy. The Sea Point Promenade [which is pictured here] is the best microcosm of humanity you could hope to find".

Notice Me?

I am continually impressed by the many, innovative ways through which people (apparently) draw attention to themselves. I like the harmless ones. Here are some you might try in your Church: don’t shake your minister’s hand at the door, just offer your hand; don’t sit in the sanctuary, go sit somewhere unusual; if you play the organ, add a small emphasis that can’t be missed; if you sing in the choir, add your own idiosyncrasy; send your minister a birthday greeting one day late; walk past the altar during a hymn; after the service, walk out of Church twice instead of once; and so on and so forth ... OBSERVATION: How shall I count the ways? They seem endless.

Sunday Jokes

I often tell a Christian joke at the beginning of a Sunday service, to lighten the atmosphere. Mostly, my jokes become the target of jokes -- but once in a while they are found to be genuinely funny. Last Sunday was such an occasion. I told the joke (it goes something like this) of two boys in the Sunday School who, as a prank, removed a leaf from the minister’s sermon notes. The minister came to the line, “And so Adam said to Eve ...” He turned the page and stared at his notes. He turned back again. He said: “And so Adam said to Eve ... There appears to be a leaf missing!”

Books Hit-List

During the course of research, one finds that one comes across certain works again and again. Many are classics, and not seldom hard to obtain. A few years ago, I made a hit-list of those works, and set myself the task of reading them all. This week, I read the last two outstanding authors on my list: Aristotle and De Saussure. I have also knocked off (among others) Capra, De Chardin, Korten, Kuhn, Lao Tzu, Lyotard, Peirce, Polanyi, Quine. And I sought to knock off certain subjects -- among them African philosophy, post-modern theology, semeiotics, set theory. OBSERVATION: By this week, I had every author and every subject in the bag -- but one book is still missing. I can’t locate it. Or rather, I can, but due to the corruption in our local postal services, no one will ship it. Curiously, many most-cited, seminal works are not required reading in one's studies.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Sea Point Sunset


Here’s a photo I took of a sunset two days ago. I took a few photos from our seawall, yet didn’t obtain a good reflection of the sky on the water. So I walked down the steps and kneeled in the sand. Here is the result, unaltered (that’s just how it was). You may click on the photo to enlarge to VGA.

Caught Napping

It’s so easy to be caught napping, as a leader. While I don’t have final responsibility in the Church, I am seen to have it. I said that I was OK with a major new Church tenant (tenant no. 3 on our list of, say, ten). The next thing, the tenant had moved in. Our treasurer asked me for the “dope”, as they say. I said I didn’t know what was going on. In short, we now have a major new tenant without the approval of our Finance and Property Committee, which is standard procedure. I was caught napping because, on learning of the application, I should immediately have asked how we were going to apply our procedure: “Shall we meet? Consult? When? Where?” I am, effectively, the guarantor of procedure. In this case, I have the usual defence that I was distracted in a hundred directions. OBSERVATION: Churches usually operate on grace, not law -- and this kind of situation may test the boundary between the two. It’s easy to pounce on a person who broke the law. At the same time, if there was no ill intent (I don't believe there was in this case), one needs to apply grace. Part of the dynamic is whether people will trust God to bless such missteps, or panic. However, procedure should not be treated lightly.

To Catch A Thief [2]


Here is the young man who stole my camera. I have done him a favour and blacked out his features. I tracked him down, and he turned over the camera (see Camera Gone for the original story). I said I wanted to see him in my vestry -- and he came. I impressed upon him the seriousness of his “personal judgement”, as he portrayed it. He could have been in jail for this. I also sought to give him some spiritual direction. OBSERVATION: Our intern P. joined me. P. said afterwards, “He had a strange sense of morality. It was interesting how he twisted it.” Now it might be said of me, too, that I have a strange sense of morality. At the end of our meeting I gave him the camera. The camera was “OK”, but no longer good for “professional” shots, as he had photographed the sun and visibly burnt the CCD.

One Small Step

This one is rated "mature". I met with a man who had several arrests and several suicide attempts behind him. I asked him where it all began. He said, "It began in my high school English class. The class was breaking up, and I was among the last to leave. I stood up at my desk. The next thing, my teacher stepped on my foot. She said, 'Hey handsome, do you want to **** me?' That ignited the rebel in me. For months, I would see her after school." (See "You Drank This!" for an incident involving the same person).

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Non-Birthday Present


I went to take delivery of my birthday present today (for tomorrow) -- a restored Bajaj pickup. I know, I noticed, I drive one already. But this is another one, only navy blue. But the company was in breach of contract -- after three months, the vehicle was still standing up on jacks (see photo), and no roadworthy. On my attorney's advice, I cancelled the contract, giving them a week to repay my R10,000 deposit. Incidentally, during those three months they also crashed it. OBSERVATION: I told the manager that we could still talk privately till the legal deadline to repay me. Something may still come of this. It would seem the vehicle is not toooo far from completion.

Russian Tycoon


Last week wife M. and I were invited to the birthday party of a Russian tycoon. He said (heavy Russian accent), “I have invited everyone who touched my life on the way to where I am now.” OBSERVATION: Someone commented about the party: “Just the kind of occasion where someone would pull out an Uzi!” We touched his life when, as a new immigrant, a thief posed as the landlord, and took all the money he and his family had. The photo shows our tycoon welcoming a guest. He owns ten companies.

Church And Sexuality

Recently I received a paper by Rev. Dr. George Malek, a former Coptic monk, essentially on the Church and sexuality. It has a long title.* I felt it worth outlining the basic idea, although I am bound to do the 40-page paper an injustice by summarising it in a few words in a blog post. The Church, says Malek, is community. Faith is not merely a “personal, private, inner matter”. Nor is the Church a community of individualists. It is not “false attempts at unity”, which may be described as “federal unions”. The Church is true community -- a “sacramental partaking” whereby the individual character is “nurtured by the character of her community”. This means that sexuality will not be treated as individual preference or right, or as part of a “democratic culture”. Sexuality will be submerged in the Church community, in the spirit of Christ whose “own self was placed as a sacrifice”. OBSERVATION: It is the first time I have come across the argument. I am not sure (yet) what to make of it. Dr. Malek (“George” to me) has assisted me on a number of occasions as consultant (see e.g. New Deputy Mayor).

* Cry Out My Beloved Church! A Response to Archbishop Desmond Tutu’s Preface to In Eye of the Storm, by Gene Robinson.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Divine Hall Hire


One of our three Church halls (55m²/66yd²) is little used. It has had just one tenant during the past fifteen years, and has mostly stood empty. It has been empty for all of this year so far. So we decided to run a series of advertisements in the paper. A businesswoman turned up at our gate last week, asking to rent the hall (it’s behind the upper window in the photo). We said, “You saw the ad in the paper.” She said, “I don't know of any ad. The Holy Spirit led me here.” She handed us a written application. We ran a check, and she checked out fine. OBSERVATION: There have been various comments about this: she was God-sent, she must be religious fringe, surely she heard about the hall, and so on. I suspect that God is poking fun at us for our lack of faith in placing an ad.

Fat Cat


If you believe you’re going to come back one day, you should want to come back as a stray cat in our Church garden (I think there are four of them). Urban residents such as those who surround our Church are not like suburban residents, who suppose that there are more important things to think of in life than the welfare of stray cats. This photo, which I took this morning, speaks for itself. It is one of our strays.

To Catch A Thief

Two young men walked into the Church this morning. They said to me, “Do you drive the red bike [my three-wheeler]?” I said yes. They said they knew who had stolen my camera (see Camera Gone). The thief had told them he would report a (my) lost camera to the police, but he had not done so. He had kept it, and had taken a lot of photos. OBSERVATION: Wife M. says, “It’s not going to be that easy [to get the camera back].” Watch this blog.

Never Done Wrong

Yesterday I met with a mother and her teenage son. After hearing both sides, I said to her, “You are too controlling.” She said, “I do not accept your accusation. I have always done what is right.” I said, “Have you ever done what is wrong?” She said, “I have never done any wrong. Since the time I left my parents’ home, every step I have taken was right.” I read her the Bible passage: “There is no one righteous, not even one.” OBSERVATION: This had her attention. But how she did or will respond to it, I don’t know. I think this is a key to the problem.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Favourite Posts

According to Google, these are currently my blog’s most popular posts: 1. Kingdom/Reign of God (a short piece on these theological terms), 2. Tenebrae Service (how we do this in our Church), and 3. Slice of Ministry (another crazy day in urban ministry). OBSERVATION: Amatomu has a different opinion (although Google and Amatomu largely overlap). According to Amatomu, the most popular posts are: 1. BFO Metal Detector, 2. Leadership Jokes, and 3. Super Simple SONAR. Two of these are my electronic designs. Amatomu is “the South African blogosphere, sorted”. I suspect it has a "shorter memory" than Google.

Sleepwalking


Since he was a toddler, son M. has had the habit of sleepwalking when he has a fever. He becomes agitated, completely non-rational -- yet gentle as always. This week he developed flu. It was one thing when he was a child -- it seems more scary having a bearded man on another planet. Among other things, he wanted wife M. to hold his scientific calculator to control the kitchen door. When he was a child, he insisted (for instance) that cat pellets should be strategically placed around the house. The photo shows him (without fever) at my office desk -- one of my office desks (I have two offices).

A Week Of Photos

I had no idea how a week of favourite photos would fare on my blog. When I began, my blog lay at tenth place in South Africa’s general Religion ranking (www.amatomu.com). It rose as high as fourth place this morning. In short, my favourite photos were well received. OBSERVATION: Now I return to reporting on everyday ministry -- and there was no shortage of action while I was busy posting photos.

Favourite Photo [21]


This is the last photo in the line-up. I am so happy when humble people are promoted, and are able to share their faith within the Church, in whatever way. This photo is special to me because it captures the early days of our Sunday worship team. We had started pre-service chorus singing with a single worship leader -- at first wife M. (in the centre of this photo). M. then began to rotate with two others. After this, we appointed a small team (in the photo). Today, this team is three times the size. E., in the foreground, has since been appointed “Worship Deaconess” with significant responsibility.

Favourite Photo [20]


This photo is a favourite not only for its aesthetic value, but for the inordinate effort that was required to obtain it. It shows a derelict landing at the Berg River swamp. There was black darkness over the cold swamp, and eerie noises all around me. I fell in the slippery marsh and broke my spectacles. It took an age for the moon to rise above a thick layer of fog. I set a small table in the swamp on which to rest the camera for a long exposure, and finally obtained this photo.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Favourite Photo [19]


This blog is approaching the end of a week of “Favourite Photos”. Among my recent photos are several which were taken of crimes or crime scenes (a regular feature of an urban minister’s life). This photo is the favourite, for the reason that it captures the moment of arrest, after a crime that I personally witnessed. The woman on the left (just a bystander) was screaming -- I don’t know what, or to whom. The man in the black cap is the criminal, under arrest, being muscled to a patrol van that has just cut him off. He mugged a motorbike rider directly in front of me, on a quiet Sunday morning. The bike was damaged, the rider was in shock, but he was uninjured.

Favourite Photo [18]


This photo of a Church Supper is a favourite because it shows what I have always coveted in the Church: a mix of ages and cultures and social strata which so enriches and gladdens its common life. The photo holds part of the secret. Though no one in this photo bears office in the Church, most have ministered in public.

Favourite Photo [17]



This photo is a favourite because it reflects the pleasure that I take in ministry -- at its best. I was about a minute away from commencing a service of Holy Communion, when a member stepped up with a cell-phone and took this photo. I was relaxed and happy.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Favourite Photo [16]


This is a favourite photo simply for its aesthetic value. I welcomed people to a well attended Advent service in our Church, then quietly went “walkabout” taking photos. I tried several photos from the floor of the Church. This one is nicely lit (particularly with the darkness surrounding the camera), and well composed, and it really brings out the wood in our old building -- not to speak of its elevation. You may click on the photo to enlarge to VGA.

Favourite Photo [15]


This is a favourite photo because it so perfectly, fortuitously caught a special moment. I was attending the launch of a charity in a little Church when none other than the bishop (unexpectedly) called by. There was joy and excitement. I stepped out into the aisle, held the camera low, and took this photo -- all the more effective for the light streaming in behind the bishop. It was the bishop’s birthday, and moments after this photo was taken, people burst into a hearty “Happy Birthday”. The photo may be enlarged to VGA by clicking on it.

Favourite Photo [14]


This is my favourite photo of my associate pastor G. and his wife E. It is their favourite, too. The photo shows them confident, happy, and relaxed, in a colourful setting. I made a few attempts with this photo, the best being taken without flash. Also, “black and white” photos like this are really difficult to get right, but this one succeeded. You may click on the photo to enlarge to VGA. G. and E. now have a baby girl.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Favourite Photo [13]


This is a more recent photo from my blog. A learner driver shot over the seawall in our suburb. A witness said that the driver sped up rather than slowed down before she hit the railing and went over the top. I saw the press photos, and mine is undoubtedly better. It combines curious onlookers, the height from which the car fell, and the car itself. Fortunately both driver and instructor came away without serious injury.

Favourite Photo [12]


H.'s one great passion is restoring Vespas and their clones. On the left is a Piaggio Ape, in the background a Bajaj pickup. By now, the Ape looks beautiful. It has been restored to a deep, glossy cream colour, and is almost ready for the road. This photo gives a small, partial impression of a fascinating, kaleidoscopic workshop -- crammed with nearly twenty vehicles. The photo is a favourite not only for the fascination of the workshop, but because H. and I share a common passion: I drive one of these vehicles, and am having another one restored. H. speaks with few words, long silences, and down-to-earth wisdom, in a heavy Afrikaans accent. I love to visit him in a town north of Cape Town whenever I find the opportunity. I took several photos of him in his workshop. This one, taken in natural light, was the best. You may click on it to enlarge.

Favourite Photo [11]


This photo was taken at a funeral service I conducted on behalf of a political party. We received an unexpected request to open the coffin. The partner of the deceased stepped up to view the body. I have never seen it before: a look of pure delight came over her face as she looked into the coffin -- she was spellbound (the moment is captured in this photo). Seconds after the photo was taken, she reached out tenderly to touch the dead man’s face, but was powerfully restrained by the man on the right -- the cause of death was meningitis. This photo wouldn’t have been the same without the fortuitous “action slant”, and the light from the window in the background. You can click on it to enlarge.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Favourite Photo [10]


This picture speaks to me of wholeness, of peace, of freedom, of the open road. I love taking my three-wheeler for a break (usually a study break), after all the pressure and turmoil of ministry which keeps me awake night after night. It trundles up our national roads, taking twice as long to get anywhere as a normal car. I have plenty of time to view the countryside from my open-sided cab. In this photo, I stopped at an isolated restaurant in the Swartland (“Black Land”), in the middle of nowhere. My luggage is in the load-bed -- secured with chains. It is a typical country scene. You may click on this photo to enlarge it.

Favourite Photo [9]


I took this photo at a friend’s Church during the xenophobic riots last year. Thousands of refugees fled to Churches -- which was one of the Churches’ “finest hours”. A group of refugees was standing disconsolately on the steps of the Church hall, and a young girl was whirling around the parking lot. I asked the refugees for a photo. Just for a second, the girl stopped and looked at my camera. I caught both adults and child in a well composed photo -- quickly setting the camera focus on her, then swinging away to the full scene. The photo wouldn’t have been the same without her. This captured something more of the nature of the tragedy.

Favourite Photo [8]

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This time-lapse sequence represents the first time that I saw our Church's new, more "participatory" policy in pictures -- an expanded priesthood of believers. This sequence gives me joy, because it reminds me of a time when we could see that this was really working -- and I know what joy it gave to those who took part. The highlight on this day was T., third from left, who led our Sunday morning prayers -- all in Sepedi! She began her prayer with the words: "I'll be praying in Sepedi. But don't warry, I will be praying for yous all." Congregants still joke about it -- and T. still takes an active part in our Sunday services (mostly in English)!

Favourite Photo [7]


My hobby is electronic design. During my “halcyon days”, I designed a Jazzy Necklace, of which a crude prototype is shown at top. This had a row of fast, randomly firing “light sabres”. The design was published worldwide, and was soon copied, becoming a widespread disco accessory. What makes this (double) photo so special for me is that the commercial design, shown at bottom, so clearly shows the transition from my prototype to popular culture. Many of these necklaces now have just a single “light sabre”.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Favourite Photo [6]


This is a cheap “handycam” photo of me sharing a joke with (probably) Cape Town’s most notorious man -- Badith Chabaan. Greenmarket Square was surrounded by heavily armed police on this day, for a showdown with Chabaan over control of the square. I walked through a line of police, towards the centre of the square -- never expecting to have a personal moment with Chabaan himself. This photo has great “notoriety value”. Like being photographed with Al Capone.

Favourite Photo [5]


This one just seemed ... “picture perfect”: a sultry bride on her wedding day, standing with her grandfather in our vestibule, about to enter the Church. The photo is well lit, well composed, and it gives a nice impression of this beautifully colour-coordinated wedding. The bride once regularly attended our Youth -- then had two children -- then returned to our Church to tie the knot. She seemed wrapped in mystery, both at our pre-nuptial meeting, and on her wedding day here. You can click on this photo to enlarge.

Favourite Photo [4]


This is a photo of the damage that three criminals did to the back door of our Church. They did this “with their bare hands”, wrecking both the door and the frame/posts. The power of the demolition was impressive. When I saw what they had done, I found it stunning, deplorable, humorous, all at the same time. It deserves “favourite photo” status.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Favourite Photo [3]


I was on holiday/vacation, but interrupted it to call in at a member’s 100th birthday party. She was not expecting me -- she knew I was on holiday/vacation. She was overjoyed to see me. She said, “You’re supposed to be on holiday!” This photo captured just that moment of joy as I congratulate her -- and I was looking my best for the occasion.

Favourite Photo [2]


I made several attempts to photograph this “tombstone” on a gloomy day, on one of our suburb’s beaches. It would have lacked the mood on a sunny day. I thought that my final photo was well composed and well lit. I enjoyed the passion that motivated someone to paint this. Apparently it mourns the French defeat in the world cup soccer final of 9 July 2006. Whoever painted it, they keep returning to renew the paint.

Favourite Photo [1]


I took this photo with a grainy “handycam” at St. George’s Cathedral in Cape Town. It was a social/political rally over the health crisis. The atmosphere was thrilling, and the extreme noise of the chanting made my ears ring. I felt as though I was in the midst of the epic protests of the 60’s. I pushed my way through a large, dense crowd, past the press corps, to find my way towards the back of the altar, where I took this photo. It seems to capture the anarchic, populist "feel" of it all. You may click on this one to enlarge.

Something Different For My Blog

I’ll be doing something different with my blog over the next week. I flicked through thousands of photos of 2007-2009, and selected the few that I thought were either exceptional photographically, or exceptional in the sense of standing out in my personal experience. I’ll be commenting on these photos as I post them, which in some cases will be quite different to the story which first led me to put them on my blog. OBSERVATION: They are not necessarily posted in order of preference.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Sunset And Surf


I took this photo tonight of people watching the sunset and the surf near our Church. They're standing at a natural rock pool called Graaf's Pool. OBSERVATION: The wall was once higher. Behind it was a "male nudist swimming pool", which more recently became a "gay icon". They reduced the wall in 2005 to make it a family attraction, as you see in the photo. The pool is still a "gay reference point" for "public cruising" after sunset on the Beach Road. A few of the male prostitutes have been to see me at the Church, seeking help or counsel.

Faith And Works

I met today with refugee L., whose friend had acted unethically last week. His friend had misrepresented himself and intimidated one of our members -- if not more than one (see “Mistake”, last week). L. said, regarding his friend: “He panicked.” I had thought as much. I said, “He wouldn’t have panicked if he’d had faith. He wouldn’t have behaved that way at all.” L. said, “That’s true.” OBSERVATION: Just one example of the many ways in which one witnesses a link between works and faith.

Grannies Nursing Grandchildren

I am so happy when I receive news from “old friends” whose hard times I have shared. Last night I received a call from L., who (ostensibly) was infected with HIV by her husband. As so often happens, when symptoms of AIDS appeared, she fled to Granny. This was the first time, since, that I heard from her. OBSERVATION: There are so many grannies who nurse their grandchildren to death. I have L.’s photo before me as I write -- but it would be inappropriate to put it on my blog (a beautiful young African woman, smiling, and dressed in green and gold). I said on the phone: “L., we are praying for you.” She said (sounding cheerful): “I am very glad. I need it very much.”

"Absolute" Grading?

I mentioned in a recent post that I obtained 99.2% for the first half of my Master’s degree. In some parts of the world (including Southern Africa) this would be considered ridiculous -- impossible. Or one would think it a “Mickey Mouse” degree. OBSERVATION: But there is method in the madness. I obtained this grade/mark at Fuller Theological Seminary, one of the major seminaries in the USA. What they do is, they graph the grades/marks of the whole class, then they shift the graph upwards so that the top grade/mark touches 100%. I had the highest grade/mark (or perhaps I shared it) eight terms out of nine. Is the alternative, “absolute” standard preferable? I don’t know. Probably. To the extent that one can properly assess the right criteria for work well done.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Cape Town Fishpond


This is a rare view of Cape Town, taken from the bottom of one of the goldfish ponds in the Company Gardens. I was testing the underwater capability of my new camera. OBSERVATION: I wasn’t too impressed. Afterwards, it was difficult to clear the lens of water droplets, which tended to reappear every time I closed and opened the external “steel door” shutter. It would seem that the camera is better suited to prolonged once-off use under water, e.g. while snorkelling.

Loss Of Authority

During my fifteen years in this Church, I have experienced a marked loss of authority. I notice this as I re-enter familiar situations in the Church, yet find a different dynamic to be present. I sense that the reason for this is that I took on a fragmented and unmotivated Church, which needed direction. Over the years, I entrusted people with more, and introduced a consensus ethos. OBSERVATION: I have been gobbled up by my own ethos. It seems curious that, when I was fifteen years younger and less mature in ministry, I had more authority.

Hah, Ignition


My three-wheeler caught a chill and died last week. But how to get it to the workshop six kilometres (4 miles) hence? I strung out some electric cables and used a heater (see photo) to warm the engine. So I managed to start it and get it to the workshop. The mechanic said, "I've never heard of it!" He adjusted the carburettor and choke, then let the engine cool for an hour. Then he tried to start it again. It wouldn’t. He made further adjustments, pressed the starter button, turned the engine about twenty times, twisting the throttle energetically. It finally jumped to life. He said, “See! It starts!” I said, “I don’t want it to start like THAT!” He made further adjustments, then he said, “These things always start like this in cold weather” (actually, they don’t). But by this time, the engine was warm, and it was pointless trying to test any further how it would cold-start. I drove it home. OBSERVATION: Yet another example of Cape Town service. And the only reason I needed the workshop today was that my vehicle came out of the workshop very badly tuned last week.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Church Vestibule (And Rape)

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Here’s another panoramic (90˚) picture of our Church -- this time of our vestibule (the entrance to the Church). OBSERVATION: You’ll see the tops of two pillars (framing the Church gate) on the right of the photo. It was between these pillars that a woman was seized and raped a month ago. I counselled her afterwards. See http://thomasscarborough.blogspot.com/2009/04/rape-at-church.html.

Changing Service Times

Over the past month or two, we have been dealing with the issue of changing the time of our Sunday morning service, which is relatively late at 10 a.m. The issue came up unexpectedly in our leadership meeting in April, and our leadership wanted to vote immediately for a change to 9.30 a.m. I thought this was too important an issue to act impulsively, and I asked for time. I promised that we would take a decision the following month (this month). In the meantime, I asked our intern P. to investigate how this would affect various categories of people in the congregation. I also checked our constitutional requirements (the Constitution states that "motions dealing with services" need to be put to the members). This month, P. reported back that most members were indifferent, many were in favour, and a few were reluctant. So our leadership voted in favour of the change. The next issue was how to implement the decision. It was decided to share the decision with our members immediately, as a firm and motivated proposal from the leadership, but not to push it. It would be voted on by all the members in July, and, if passed, would come into effect on the first day of Spring (Fall/Autumn in the Northern Hemisphere). OBSERVATION: As far as we know, this would be the first such change in 115 years. And some say the Congregationalists never change anything (people can be so unjust).

Winter's Arrival


Our winter storms have arrived. You can see it by these photos of our worship team this morning: coats and hats, among other things. The seas are very high today, and the prediction was for near-100 km/h (60 mph) winds this weekend. Sadly, this gave my three-wheeler a chill, and since yesterday, it is dead. OBSERVATION: Most of the people you see in these photos will take turns in leading the worship. Today it was J.'s turn, top centre with a black hat. And there are others, who are not shown here.

Art Imitating Ministry

I suspect that ministers might see the arts a little differently to others, due to their Sitz im Leben (“setting in life”). People attend a movie, or they buy a music album, presumably for the sake of some diversion from their everyday routine. But many such diversions, for the minister, seem just like more of the same. “Classic” examples of this would be the movie “Fatal Attraction”, or the album “Jagged Little Pill”. Just like ministry!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Easy and Light Ministry

I have fallen into the clutches of two Church consultants in my time. One taught me a critically important principle for ministry: “For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light” (Mat 11:30). OBSERVATION: That is, if the yoke of ministry is not easy, or if its burden is not light, then it is not Christ’s yoke, and it is not Christ’s burden. The minister should not drive himself/herself to do all the things that "should" be done. He/she should do only what the Holy Spirit has in mind. (The consultant was Rev. Jeff Williams in Sydney (Sinny, to those Down Under) -- see http://www.freedominchrist.org.au/).

Church Panorama

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Don’t go buying an Olympus camera now. I have the brand new μ-550WP, and I’m not enamoured with it. However, here is something special that it does -- it takes panoramic photos. This is a 180˚ view, showing our Church garden (centre), our “Old Manse” to the left, which we rent out to doctors (I live in our “New Manse”), and the Church to the right. At the end of our garden path in the distance are our Church's three halls. OBSERVATION: A manse is a parsonage, or rectory (Churches have all these special names which are no longer that well known).

Waving


Here’s one more reason why I like my Indian three-wheeler (see photo). I can throw my hand out of the cab and return waves to passers-by (at least, I pass by them as I scoot down the road). Cars are anti-social devices.

Leadership Jokes [3]

This week, at our monthly leadership meeting, we were discussing the printing of a new chorus book. I asked the meeting whether this should have a ring binding. A deacon said: “A ring binding? They’ll steal the pages.” Another said: “They’ll steal the ring binding!” Another said: “The first chorus should be ‘Bind us together, Lord’.” Another added: “With cords that cannot be broken!”

Friday, May 15, 2009

Youth Tonight


I called in on our Youth group tonight. P. (see photo) was leading the devotions. She read some words of Jesus, and spoke about the need for charity -- if people beg on the street, or if other children at school don’t have lunch. She said that one should do it for God. OBSERVATION: P. has a special knack of controlling our (very) restive Youth. She is a Zulu, and I think that our mostly Xhosa youth pick up her cultural cues.

Broadening Participation

A few years ago, I (or we) made some relatively simple changes which broadened participation in our Sunday services. This brought about a significantly changed and re-invigorated Church. At our leadership meeting this week, I proposed that we broaden participation still further. Most significantly, this means that I shall hand over the leading of our services to others at least once a month -- as opposed to at least once every three months, as at present. OBSERVATION: The purpose of this is to cultivate the people who do it, and to enrich the spiritual input that our congregation receives. In my view, it is almost sure to have other effects. We shall see, because this is unknown territory for us. On this subject, see also http://thomasscarborough.blogspot.com/2007/09/priesthood-of-believers.html.

Squandering Funds?


I preached at a famous Church in the USA (see photo), whose music ministry budget was larger than our entire annual budget. I preached at another Church in the USA, whose minister’s car allowance matched my annual salary (the minister lived two blocks away from the Church, and had relatively few external commitments). I sometimes wonder about such things -- when there are Churches in the world that struggle so hard to do charitable works, where the need is so pressing, always playing catch-up, always besieged. OBSERVATION: There may be reasons for such priorities, but I don’t understand them. Thanks to http://www.johnkillinger.com/ for the photo.

The Truth, Doctored?


Our cat brought in a “mouse” last night -- or so said son M. I took a look, and said, “It’s a baby rat.” Anyway, we devised a plan to rescue it and set it free. I said to M., “Just don’t tell Mum it’s a rat. It’s a mouse, like you say. Or maybe it’s a field-mouse.” However, he let slip the R-word. This changed the whole situation. Mum considered that ... yaaaah! ... and besides, it was natural for cats to devour rats. OBSERVATION: I’m no zoologist, so maybe it was a mouse after all. Or maybe a ... rodent. We treated it as a mouse. Here’s the first ever photo I took with my new camera: the offending cat (taken in low light, as you see by her eyes).

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Leadership Meeting

I was worried about tonight’s leadership meeting -- it was packed with tough issues. But I consider it a grace from God that we made it through just fine -- on the surface of it. I’m thankful that I don’t follow a leadership model such as those I have studied for my degree, or I’d have a lot more to worry about. OBSERVATION: Leadership meetings serve the purpose of keeping me ticking. In our meetings, I mark issues which require immediate attention, and our leadership gave me fourteen of them tonight: among them, be the go-between with our attorney, talk to our caretaker about revised terms, interview a doubtful Church office-bearer, prepare an evangelistic booklet, introduce proposed changes to the members -- and so on.

Mistake

I made a mistake. I asked two Zimbabwean members whether I could pass on their contact details to two Zimbabwean refugees, to help the refugees with any questions as they sought to orientate themselves in Cape Town (our Zimbabwean members gave their permission). The refugees were tall, handsome young men, and very courteous. Our Zimbabwean members’ two names fell on the same page of our Church directory -- as did several other members’ names. I asked our secretary to make a copy of that page from the directory -- then I handed it straight to the refugees -- without thinking twice -- I was hopelessly over-committed, and running late. OBSERVATION: But as a result, one of our members has been pressured, if not intimidated by the refugees, who claimed to be calling on behalf of the Church. It was serious enough for this member to contact a Church elder. How far this problem goes, I don’t at this moment know.

Upsetting Sermon

One of our members wasn’t in Church for a few Sundays. I ran into him again at the back of the Church before a service. I said, “Where have you been?” He said, “I’m very upset! That sermon you preached. It was all DEATH, DEATH, DEATH! I couldn’t sleep! I’m depressed.” I said, “Don’t worry yourself. The death part doesn’t apply to you.” OBSERVATION: Actually, the sermon was about death and resurrection (Eph 2:1). Our member got stuck on the “death” part. I don’t worry too much about such reactions. That’s what sermons do. Apart from this, the sermon was warmly received.

Time Flies


Our Canadian intern P. writes in his latest blog post: “I often find myself a little bit amazed at how quickly this year is passing by.” I told him there’s an easy solution for that -- he can extend his stay! OBSERVATION: It’s an indication, I think, that he is being well deployed here, and that his thoughts are well occupied. The photo shows him this past Sunday. His blog is at http://petergoestoafrica.blogspot.com/.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Where In The World


Once in a while, I take a look at where in the world people are when they look in on my blog. A visitor today was situated in Hamadan, Iran (see photo). Another visitor today was in Rovaniemi, in the Arctic (which I have visited -- I was on my way further north)!

Culture


Until fairly recently, all the events in our Church tended to be “Europeanised”. About two years ago, one of our Church groups asked me whether they could sing in their traditional way. They did then, and they did this past Sunday (see the photo). OBSERVATION: What you see is not Charismatic, it is cultural. Or perhaps it is Biblical! I think it is very easy in a Church ... not to repress culture, but to leave it fallow. About different approaches to culture in the Church, see http://thomasscarborough.blogspot.com/2008/12/50-black-50-white.html.

New Camera

I replaced my (stolen) Samsung camera today with a “budget” Olympus. It’s a cursory comparison so far. For the money, the Samsung was excellent. The new Olympus has the obvious advantages of being waterproof, and of being able to take extreme close-ups and panoramic pictures. At the same time, it is not as “friendly” as the Samsung. For instance, there’s a separate battery charger (two hours’ charge), a flap to open before plugging it in to a USB port, and so on. For its real performance, watch this blog! OBSERVATION: Son M. just said, “That thing’s waterproof? It’s full of holes!” So it is, but we’ll trust the manual!

Prayers For Healing

One of our congregation had been persistently ill for some time, and was worried about it. She asked me to pray for her, which I did. She told me that the next day she was well. She gave the Church a generous donation as a gesture of thanks, and asked that a fifth of it be given to me personally. OBSERVATION: I feel a bit embarrassed about the fifth of it, although I’m very grateful for it. I don’t refuse gifts, because one honours people’s generosity and acknowledges their gladness by accepting them.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Clever Plan?


Our Youth leaders came up with a clever plan to overcome the stampede out of Church after evening devotions (it’s a stampede that reverberates through the whole Church). Here was the plan: divide up the Youth into age groups, and when it comes to dismissing the Youth from devotions, send them out per age group, one group after the next. OBSERVATION: I was ready with my camera to photograph the event (see photo). But it was a plain STAMPEDE (note the ages all mixed up)! So much for the plan. It didn’t work at all. Despite seven or eight people supervising it!

Camera Gone

I drive an open-sided pickup. This morning, in our suburb, I drove over a bump, my camera jumped out of my pocket, bounced on my vehicle’s running board, and into the street. I pulled over immediately, and pulled the handbrake -- but by the time I left my vehicle and walked back, my camera had already been stolen. OBSERVATION: This is typical for our suburb. People are not just opportunistic, but aggressively opportunistic. I've seen it before. Besides having lost some good photos, I used my camera (of all things) as a backup for hundreds of pages of research. This includes sketches of future academic papers.

Two Certificates

A young man in our congregation tested HIV-positive. He called me on the phone -- he was so upset that he could hardly breathe. But six months later, he went for a follow-up test. He tested HIV-negative. I met him in my vestry. I said, “How could they make such a mistake?” He said, “I don’t know! But now I have two certificates. Here, and here [he placed them on my desk]. I can use each one to good advantage.” OBSERVATION: I wouldn’t dare. I’d think I were tempting God -- or something!

New Deputy Mayor


My attorney’s husband has just been elected deputy mayor of Cape Town (he’s on the left of the photo, with our former mayor). I consulted my attorney most recently on our “tax shock” which I blogged about three weeks ago. OBSERVATION: Among other things, in 2005 she represented me pro deo when I was set up by officials. We sat down with a consultant, who fingered through a large pile of papers, and said, “Look here, here, here ... Thomas, you are framed.” But it was a very serious set-up that took a long time to unravel.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Dance Steps [2]



Here’s another one “just for fun”. Another photo of our Youth leader P. teaching a little one to dance. They found it very funny when it went wrong. There were squeals of laughter.

Breeze In, Breeze Out

This year, our Church has been humming. Apart from financial uncertainty, our big sanctuary has been comfortably full many Sundays. Yet the longer it has been full, the more tense I have been. I see this as an all-too-common trap that is exemplified by words of leadership author Viv Thomas. Thomas considers that the various “systems” of the Church -- relational, spiritual, financial, managerial, and so on -- cause “complex feedback” and “considerable difficulty and blurring of focus”, therefore “considerable attention has to be given to everything taking place”. The trap is to think like Thomas. OBSERVATION: Thomas’ idea of ministry is, in my view, precisely the opposite of what ministry ought to be. It is God’s Church, and it has nothing to do with “considerable difficulty” or “considerable attention”. So I am seeking to refresh my faith perspective, which is: breeze in, breeze out, because this is all of God. That’s my spiritual struggle at the moment.

Paranoia

While I’m in a paranoid frame of mind ... when I attended seminars in the USA, I stayed at the theological seminary’s official guest-house. One of the staff reacted a fraction of a second too soon when I entered the lobby. I asked her how she had picked me up. She said, “See there? That’s a camera. I see you on a screen.” This had my attention. I already knew they had a camera at the front door. I looked around me, and located six other cameras between the front door and my room (an easy stone’s throw). This further aroused my suspicions about the e-mails I was sending from the guest-house. I penetrated the system, and discovered that everyone’s e-mails were being copied and archived as read-only files. OBSERVATION: Seminaries are not the way they used to be!

Facebook: My Reservations

I have received many invitations to join Facebook, but haven’t felt quite comfortable to do so. It is Facebook’s small print that discourages me. Quote: “Facebook may also collect information about you from other sources ... you are consenting to have your personal data transferred to and processed in the United States". OBSERVATION: One wonders what is meant by "other sources", or “personal data”, or who is receiving one’s consent, and so on. Perhaps I should be a more trusting soul -- yet I can’t see how Facebook’s small print reassures one. For an example of something more solid (a South African example), see “Privacy” under http://www.kalahari.net/help/terms_conditions.aspx.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mother's Day Testimony


C. gave a testimony in our Mother’s Day service today (see photo). Three years ago, she said, she lost her daughter. She said, “I was so bitter. I didn’t want to know anybody.” A friend invited her to her Bible study group in our Church. She said, “For the first time in three years, I prayed. The peace I felt! I had the knowledge that God forgave me. He picked me up, out of depression. I didn’t need my medication any more.” She said, “I’m in a bad spot again, but I trust the Lord.” OBSERVATION: The “bad spot” is cancer, and chemotherapy, though she didn’t mention this in our service.

Mother's Day Chocolates



Mother’s Day is, after all, a day for spoiling mothers. Our Sunday School children handed out chocolates to all the women in the Church today. Here’s one of the children with a tray of chocolates, with one of our Sunday School teachers. The double image is due to poor light. OBSERVATION: (They sneaked me a chocolate after the service).