Monday, 21 June 2010
Desperately seeking God's Guidance in the Labryinth
Here's another picture of the top garden at Wydale Hall. Get yourself now there's usually vacancies mid week and nowhere better when life is stressful and you need a time of quiet reflection.
There was so much good came out of the Church Weekend Away. Above all the healing that Margaret has described. We are loved by a wonderful exciting, diverse God who confounds all expectations - PRAISE HIM .
Anyway, back to this guidance thing. How do we seek God's guidance as to what he wants us to do? This is an issue that has always caused me much thought and was the subject of many sermons I heard when I first became a Christian through an American conservative Evangelical organisation known as the Navigators. Their answer. which should be a central part of the Christian experience, is that we seek guidance through prayer and reading the Bible. The Navigators placed no emphasis on dreams or visions and believed that the Gifts of the Holy Spirit were no longer active. I respect this point of view but no longer agree with it.
One of the wonderful aspects of Charismatic Anglicanism is a rediscovery of such things as pictures, visions, dreams and prophecy. Combined with the Gifts of the Holy Spirit, a sound understanding of God's word, the framework of the 39 articles and the Westminster Confession and above all, prayer, this seems to me to be an unbeatable combination. Because of the English Church's emphasis on politeness, good manners and always seeing the other point of view, it's not even scary.
Basically the deeper my relationship God through reading his word and talking to him, the more blindingly obvious his guidance becomes, though even tbe New Testament Christians had their glitches if Acts is anything to go by. In the past year or so, I have consistently failed to put the above advice into advice, though it's fair to say that one or two pictures of clinging to a cliff face by the fingernails come to mind. I have prayed and listened to audio chunks of the bible, but as for detailed reading of Scripture forget it.
When Margaret headed for the Labryinth, the no nonsense Yorkshireman in me thought, 'what a load of pants' . Yet another Celtic namby pamby mish mash. Of course the 'wanabee' Anglican in me kept quite in order to avoid offence. Well readers, how wrong could I have been. Margaret will tell the story of her journey, but comparing notes it parallels mine. The most important lesson of all from this is we are not alone in this 'guidance thing' , we are surrounded by Family who share the same experiences and are on the same journey. This is a hard lesson to learn for an only child whose childhood playtime was peopled by 'imaginary acquaintances' .
Now I'm an 'adopted son' with all the other 'adopted sons' AKA church members, whatever their differences, theology or strange ways. Due to the wonders of technology, I will now pretend to be erudite and spiritual. The word adopted came to mind when I was writing the above paragraph, so I ran it through Bible Gateway:
3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, 4 just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, 5 having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, 6 to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved.
I have Siblings at last - AMEN to that
These views don't reflect to those of Filey Against Dredging or anyone official in the C of E.
Posted by Filey Against Dredging at 09:15