Breakfast in The Shed

Woke up at 5.30 today and worried. Considered giving up. Divided this into multiple levels: Level 1 is giving up what I was hoping to do on sabbatical. Level 2 is giving up the sabbatical completely. 7 involves a church tower. This is what happens when you get a letter from The Diocese. Who are paying for my sabbatical and so I should say are very very wonderful.

Watched a couple of apologetics videos on YouTube then went for a run in the rain to calm down and consider what to say in the letter I'll now have to write to various committees.
Cheered up a bit having breakfast in the shed while listening to the radio and the rain. Then Morning Prayer. Appropriate words for a Bank Holiday as I listen to the rain: "You visit the earth and water it; •you make it very plenteous."
But I baulked at the Song of Moses and Miriam. It's just so Old Testament (an adjective used to good effect in Fast5). Do I really want to join them celebrating the death of the Egyptian army? They were talking about the struggle in Egypt on the radio. Perhaps the holiest man I ever met served in the Egyptian Army. Thankfully there is an option to read a bit of the Song of Solomon instead, which I took. Christians are sometimes accused of picking and choosing which bits of the Old Testament to take and which to leave. Guilty as charged. I'm still working out how Jesus came to fulfil the Torah, without omitting a single yod; and yet I just can't imagine him joining Miriam with a tambourine.



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