Tomorrow is the beginning of September, the beginning of Spring, and here at KPC, the beginning of a new holy habit to practice. It is the habit of gladness and generosity. In lockdown we can struggle with these things, but amidst the struggle, they remain vital. Choosing to find the things in our day that bring gladness, even amidst the awful, the painful and the frustrating. Choosing to be generous when we are tempted to lock down our compassion as well as our physical selves. Choosing gladness and generosity because they reveal the character of God and something of what God’s kingdom looks like. That is our holy habit challenge to add to our kete of holy habits. What does gladness and generosity look like to you? Today my Mum delivered a beautifully knitted blanket, safely distanced, for Reuben’s 13th birthday. As he opened this treasure I saw generosity and gladness literally knitted together.
Lockdown Level 4 Day 1: 18 August 2021
Here we are back in level 4 lockdown and trying to readjust to this new reality. Wondering how it will unfold and taking stock of what it means for people. I am still in Exodus 17 in my head, which I preached on a few weeks ago. It tells the story of when Joshua is in battle, and Moses heads up a hill to raise his hands to God in support. As Moses grows weary, Aaron and Hur stand beside him and help lift his hands up. It seems an apt image for Aotearoa today. I am seeing so many people face their own battles as we enter level 4 lockdown, and each person battling needs a Moses who lifts up their hands in support. And each supporter needs others who help them when they get tired. So whether we find ourselves in the sandals of Joshua, Moses, Aaron or Hur, there is a task to be done. If you are battling hard things in this moment, that is going to take all your energy. May you know there is a Moses in your life who supports you in your battle. If you are thrown into a role of support, and you are tired, may you know there are people beside you ready to help. And if you are in a place of relative strength, may you have the wisdom and kindness to stand alongside those who are weary and help with their load. Together we can then make it through.
17 February Day 3 Level 3: Ash Wednesday Gardens
In Auckland, we are beginning the season of Lent in Level 3 of lockdown. Today is Ash Wednesday, and this evening I was prepared to be leading a service of ashes and calling us as a people to begin this Lenten journey. Instead we will remain in our bubbles at home. It is not a service I could put on line simply, so it must wait for another year. But that is not to say we cannot recognise this day wherever we are. Lent is a time when we are called to prepare ourselves for the biggest story ever –the Easter story. A time to reflect on our own journeys as well as the journey of Jesus. Wherever we are this Ash Wednesday, we step into Lent, and are invited to ponder what it means.
Way back in 2007 I came across the Jewish teaching that everyone should have two pockets in their coats for two pieces of paper… One saying I am only dust and ashes And the other saying: For me the whole universe was created. They are this tangible reminder of the complex contradictions we live our lives amidst. That we are mortal beings – from the words of the graveside, dust to dust and ashes to ashes. And that we are created by this awesome big God, who loves us utterly.
As we enter this Lenten journey for another year, take with you the awareness of your mortality, but also the awareness of your beloved-ness. Perhaps you might use dust from a garden instead of ashes today –it is a similar metaphor... placing a dusty cross upon yourself, or on those in your bubble, and remembering other gardens long ago –one where beloved creation strolled with God and another where the cruel pain of mortality was faced. Eden, Gethsemane, your piece of dust... and remember
“We are only dust and ashes; but for you the whole universe was created.”
14 August Day 3 Level 3b: Rock Splitting
And so we in Auckland remain in level 3 for another 12 days. What once felt sturdy now might feel more fragile. Forces we can’t control can leave us feeling powerless. I remember our recent walk to Hooker Glacier at the base of Mt Aoraki (in those free days we got used to not so long ago). When looking down from one of the large swing bridges, I saw this massive rock, split in two. It spoke to me of such immense power.
At the end of Matthew 27 we read of Jesus’ death on the cross, and the response of the earth itself. The earth shook and the rocks split, in order that entombed bodies were raised to life. In the very moment of death, the earth responded in giving unexpected life. So I wonder if we can find unexpected life giving moments amidst these times when we feel powerless. These times when all the power seems to be out of our hands. Perhaps it is a lockdown walk that slows you down and makes you see things afresh. Perhaps it is remembering the gift of a phone call. Simple yet profound things that offer new life. Rock splitting.
13 August Day 2 Level 3b: Kia kaha
As I see the term kia kaha popping up on numerous Facebook posts, I am reminded of our Gospel passage from last Sunday –when Jesus comes to the disciples in the storm, walking on water, and they are afraid. Jesus says three things to them - Take heart; It is I; Don’t be afraid. On Sunday I spoke of the way that opening phrase –take heart; take courage –resonated strongly for me with our warmly held phrase here in Aotearoa, kia kaha.
As we live through this wobbly time, and I sense an increasing fear being lived out in a variety of ways, I have returned to this three-fold phrase of Jesus, spoken into human fear. For me it has been a reminder of the importance of realising that simply saying “Don’t be afraid” is not always enough. It is part of a package... we need also to be reminded that we stand strong together –that we can find a resilient strength of heart in ourselves as we recognise we are in this together, and also that the great I Am is present with us through these storms.
Together we will have resilient strength; together we will recognise God in our midst, and together we will then overcome our fear. Kia kaha.
12 August: Back to level 3: Unravelling
Today at noon we, in Auckland, have entered level 3 lockdown again. Hearing the news felt like things were starting to unravel. It was a step backwards and despite the warnings it still came as a shock. Amidst all the decisions that need to be made both at KPC and within the other community organisations I am part of, I have been holding this image of unravelling in my imagination. Unravelling happens for more than one reason. Sometimes it happens because we make a mistake –a needle slips and unravelling occurs. At other times it is more purposeful –we have discovered a mistake further back in our creating, or we have decided we want to do things differently, and so we need to make changes. It requires us to unravel in order to move forward in a new way. And so I pondered what this unravelling is about. Is it simply to blame an error some rows earlier, or is it an opportunity to re-form. After all we are a re-formed church. But perhaps it is both - to recognise where we have gone wrong; and to create something better, more beautiful, and more useful. In re-forming I see the need to step up in my behaviour – washing my hands more carefully, using the QR code more diligently, noting down where I go if there is no code... but I also see an opportunity for something more beautiful. How might I move forward in ways that add rather than subtract; that encourages and affirms; and that builds community? As a church, how might we best move forward in ways that as Paul said to the church in Thessalonika encourage one another and build one another up.
Level 2: 3 June Another Virus
The virus of COVID19 has hit the world with such a force, we are still reeling in response. Fear, anxiety, having to live in ways determined by others, even death, are the results of this virus. Unemployment and poverty have also resulted, as we see lengthening queues at foodbanks and increasing job losses. In response we are learning to do things differently. We are learning to care for those around us and to check in on people. We have chosen to change in order to be alongside the most vulnerable. We are exploring ways to support those who have lost most through this virus. It is huge.
But there is another virus, which has also been at work. A virus that too many of us are fortunate enough to have the choice to ignore. It too brings fear, anxiety, unemployment, poverty, having to live in ways determined by others, and even death. Amongst many deaths, the death of George Floyd has come to the fore in this moment. His awful death has become a kind of tipping point for action. A call to respond to this virus of racism. Again, we have a choice to change our ways to ensure that the vulnerable are not hurt more. So the vulnerable gain the advantage they deserved all along. The advantage I already have.
Black lives matter. There is no room for adding to that sentence. It is black lives that are vulnerable, and we need to be clear that we must do all we can to change the systems that let this virus flourish. What is happening in America is awful. But as we watch in horror, we need to also check our own hearts and behaviours. It is always easier to see the wrong “out there” than the wrong within. Matthew says (in Ch 7: 3-5, The Message) “It’s easy to see a smudge on your neighbour’s face and be oblivious to the ugly sneer on your own”.
In his Letter from a Birmingham Jail, Martin Luther King Jr wrote, “There was a time when the church was very powerful - in the time when the early Christians rejoiced at being deemed worthy to suffer for what they believed. In those days the church was not merely a thermometer that recorded the ideas and principles of popular opinion; it was a thermostat that transformed the mores of society.” In our everyday acts and conversations our responsibility is to be thermostats, changing the temperature in the room. To speak to the racism we might otherwise let pass.
Level 2: Changes one week on -Don’t skimp on colours
As we headed into level 2 of lockdown, I decided that my blog would now become less frequent. Generally I will post at least weekly, unless there is something I particularly want to say. We have had a trip to Hastings to catch up with Richard’s aunt who is 90 and by herself through lockdown. We have filmed a new mainly music session and sent out kits to all the families. I have helped lead a KCML Colloquium where ministry interns share and reflect on pastoral case studies with their supervisors and staff. Stretching stuff. And now it is Thursday already and I need to prepare for Sunday so we can film the service tomorrow. As my blog is no longer daily, it may be helpful for you to subscribe via e-mail (click here and scroll down) so you know when to have a look at a new post. I have also opened the comment section of my blog as a trial.
Amidst all of this, I am reflecting on where we are heading as a church. Planning for when we might meet together again, initially as House Churches -perhaps as early as next week. I am also seeing an unpleasant array of conversations as churches compare themselves to bars and the like, in demands to gather. I am reminded of the Holy Spirit’s gift to the church of patience and lessons in Scripture about the tongue, and about being there for the vulnerable. I am saddened by what I see and hear.
We are entering a new phase, and this is yet another small step of the transitioning process. There are new colours on our horizon as we leave our bubbles and discover beauty a bit further afield. Beauty that was always there but perhaps is now seen in new colour. And so it is with Reuben’s island… the transition continues and now there is colour. Much still the same, much still to come, but colour is transforming.
In Ecclesiasted 9 (The Message) we read Seize life! Eat bread with gusto, Drink wine with a robust heart. Oh yes—God takes pleasure in your pleasure! Dress festively every morning. Don’t skimp on colours… I love that line -Don’t skimp on colours… as we enter level 2, let’s notice the beauty of colours around us.
First Day of Level 2: 50 days!
So today I got to hug my Mum… she came for lunch and it was so special to just sit at the same table as her. Perhaps all of this distancing will help us to remember the value of the small things, that are actually the big things.
And as we enter this new territory of Level 2, may we be kind to ourselves and to one another. Transitions are not straight forward and we need to offer ourselves the gift of space to adjust to what is happening around us. Fifty days has been a long time to be in our secure bubbles. Paul wrote to the church in Ephesus and told them Be kind and compassionate to one another. Children will be readjusting to life at school. Traffic will increase. Work will continue to change for many. Kindness and compassion will count more than ever. This new normal will take some getting used to. Already we are seeing the way some want to move quickly toward regathering while others want to go more slowly. So take time to listen to where others around you are at.
I started my lockdown blog with a rainbow, and later it became a koru. Now it has become a heart - a reminder to be kind and compasionate to yourself and to others. as we remember the small things that are actually big. Hug those you now can hug, and keep connecting in other ways with those you can’t.
Last Day of Level 3: Seasons and islands
Tonight at midnight we transition into Level 2 of Lockdown. Discussions abound as to what we should and shouldn’t do in the weeks ahead. Our national church is asking us to take a cautious approach, choosing to emphasise our care for the vulnerable. So amidst a growing desire to gather, we will be taking this transition slowly at KPC. Church on-line, experienced at your home, will continue for the next couple of weeks before we look to transitioning to house churches -small gatherings in homes to share the online service.
Ecclesiastes 3 says There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens. I think it is important to understand the season we are in and be willing to move gradually. Schools starting back is a significant transition for many and will help to bring some new normal to family lives. Some will be feeling very cautious while others will not and it is important we take time to recognise and honour the experiences of those around us. We cannot assume our experience is the same as the experience of others. Now is the time to breathe before responding to those with different attitudes. Some things take time, like Reuben’s island, each layer placed carefully to make it stronger than before. It is a work in progress, but time is adding to what it is becoming. I am learning from this island that time well placed can be strengthening for us too.
Level 3 Day 13: Chrysalis Prayer
Yesterday we were informed that Level 2 begins this Thursday and now we enter a time of working out what that will look like for each of us. At KPC we need to look at how we might gather and how our building will be used. But each one of us have a role in determining what our communities will look like in this new phase. This has made me go back to the chrysalis prayer I wrote for last Sunday’s worship service and so I thought it might be useful for those people who read this but don’t join in the KPC online worship. So here it is -
Lord God, this time of lockdown has been a strange time. We have been cocooned in our bubbles, as the world has become a sometimes dangerous place. As we have distanced ourselves physically from others, our worlds have become smaller. It is as if we have been held in a chrysalis through this past month... snuggled into a place where we have felt safe amidst a virus we did not understand. Some of us have experienced this as a gift –there has been time to make space in lives that had become too full. Some of us have experienced times when we have felt overly contained. We have wanted to escape our chrysalis and go back to what once was familiar. Frustrated at being told where we can and can’t go; and what we can and can’t do. And many of us have experienced a mixture of these... there have been times of delight and times of frustration interwoven together. But however we have experienced this time of isolation, there has been this waiting for the right time to emerge... and now as we draw closer to the possibility of level 2 of lockdown, we have begun to ponder what life will be like when we emerge from this space. We wonder how different it will be. Lord in this time we want to listen to your voice. We want to make the most of this chronos moment –this time full of opportunity to do things differently. This time when we can reassess our attitudes, and the way we spend our time and our money. Time when we can hold on to the way we have learned to take more notice of the people around us. We don’t want to go back to what was, without making the most of the choices available to us. But we need your help Lord, to move forward wisely. We want to emerge more beautiful than before. And so we take some time to listen -to let You speak to our hearts and minds... and we reflect on what one thing You might be asking us to do differently, when we leave lockdown. One thing that will bring more butterfly beauty into our lives and our community... Amen.
Level 3 Day 12: Messy Mother's Day
Today I was woken with singing and breakfast in bed -from all my children, even if one was via a phone on the breakfast tray. I know I am so fortunate to experience this on mother’s day, when so many are feeling the gaps so much more markedly. Motherhood is not something everyone chooses, and it is also something not always able to be chosen. It is a messy thing in so many ways. However, amidst the messy, we all do have mothers and we all do have people who have been as mothers to us. Today is an opportunity to reflect on all of this. In our powerpoint reflection in today’s worship I shared a reflection I wrote way back in 2009, and now over a decade later, I still think it is worth sitting with. It begins (at 17:42) with the words - “Whether you are a mum… or whether you simply have a mum… or a step-mum… or a mother-in-law… or a mother figure… whether your mum is close to you… or far away… close as a best mate… or seperated by miles… or death… or broken relationship… Today is Mother’s Day and offers you the gift of time to reflect on motherhood and all it means…” It continues to reflect on some of the realities we experience -for good or bad, and concludes with the affirmation that ultimately, amidst all our imperfections, God .offers us perfect love. As a mum I realise that even with the best of intentions we can get things wrong, and what we want most is for our children to know that we love them more than they may ever comprehend.
To my mum, I love you and I honour you -you have been such a remarkable role model -not perfect, but someone who has taught me to love, taught me that mistakes can be unpicked and that life is to be lived to the full. I am forever grateful.
Level 3 Day 11 : Connections
Yesterday zoomed by -literally -with zoom meetings in the morning, then filming in the afternoon and sorting worship kits and Young Church kits in the evening, so my blog just didn’t happen. However, as I reflect on this process of enabling worship from a distance, I am grateful for the opportunities these give me for prayer. Each kit is now named, so that person is thought about and prayed for as the resources get placed in their bag. Their situation, their bubbles, their families… it is a gift for me, to remember each one, perhaps more than them. Just as Amelia decides what coloured butterfly each child would like in their kit, she remembers their preferences and their personalities.
And as we film the Sunday service it feels like it is Sunday for us. Somehow time is not a barrier -what we do on Friday meets what you do on Sunday within the grace of God. And now as the awesome people who deliver the kits arrive at our gate for their load, we will head into a day of normal family life. Blessed indeed.
Level 3 Day 9: Lessons from lego
Today I wanted to give an update on Natalie’s Graduation celebration last night -we had such a fun evening -a mix of pride in completing a task that had involves some significant hurdles -this is a degree that covered three universities! a sense of loss that it wasn’t the real thing, but delight that in some ways it was even better! After the parade on the driveway, the official part began… Reuben made the formal speech and I wanted to share what he said as sometimes 11 year olds have the best way to say things. He started with -
“Congratulations to this year’s graduands for all their hard work and dedication throughout their courses. I want to wish you all the very best for what the future brings. I thought that today I could share with you some life lessons that I have learned from something I have studied. Things that I think are useful in the big wide world outside of university and things that I hope you can take with you as you transition into whatever the next chapter of your life may hold. Life lessons from lego. “
My summary of the lessons Reuben shared are -1. lego reminds us that we are better together -we can do so much more with a few more pieces! 2. when you get sad or angry, try looking in a different direction to find a happy face (some lego heads have a different face on the back) -don’t let sad things stay stuck to you. 3. Lego usually comes with instructions but sometimes to build something you just need to master build. It’s the same in life -there are times for instructions and times to masterbuild where you can let your creativity flow.
He concluded -”So here you are today , ready to graduate and face the world. I hope you can take some life lessons from lego about asking for help and ideas, being willing to give things another go, sometimes taking a look from a different view, and remembering there is a time for following standard practice and a time for forging your own way. Congratulations and happy graduation day.”
So glad we could extend our bubble via technology to Rebekah and Mum…
Ecclesiastes says there is a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance -for us this was definitely a time for laughter and dancing!
Level 3 Day 8: Celebrating
Today was meant to be our eldest daughter’s graduation day… so there is a sense of loss as we go through a day that had been so anticipated. We know that this celebration will happen one day, but for now we need to celebrate in a different way. So we are planning our own ceremony with music and speeches, dressing up and celebratory food. Using technology we will include a few more of the whanau, although they won’t get to taste the feast. It will be a new way of doing things in these strange days.
When Isaiah was in a hard place, God said something quite special to him. In chapter 43, God says –When you pass through deep waters, I who made you will remain with you. You are precious. Don’t be afraid. I will bring you back together –gather you from the east and west, and I will do a new thing. Do not dwell on the past –the new thing is springing up –can you see it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the desert.
What a beautiful promise –we will be gathered again and there will be new things to discover. -New things to celebrate. And in the meantime, we will make the most of what we have.
Level 3 Day 7: Emptying and Filling
It’s been a couple of days since my last blog -I figure there was the worship service on Sunday and then Monday I try to have a day off. The day off wasn’t possible yesterday though as I was doing a KCML Bubble Lecture last night so needed to spend some time preparing for that -as well as that COVID19 parenting/work juggle with time helping with Reuben’s island on the deck (which is continuing… watch this space), some time helping explore ANZAC soldiers, and of course the ongoing transition of space to dance studio, study space, zoom venue and a place to rest and connect. Today we said goodbye to our foster puppy who we had with us for longer than the average SPCA foster, so she managed to wiggle her way further into our hearts. Perhaps in this time of lockdown, emotions are heightened too, so the goodbye was more emptying. The process of emptying and filling seems to be more obvious these days. Perhaps it is useful to recognise the things that empty us and the things that fill us, so we can find ourselves in a space where we are not trying to operate out of emptiness.
I am filled by spending time with those I love –their cuddles, their affirmation, their wanting to be in my presence. I am filled by zoom calls with friends and emails and texts that show care. I am filled by my time spent especially with God. I am filled by my work and the amazing colleagues I get to work with. I am filled when I share a screen with a bunch of children eager to share in Guiding. I am filled when I walk by the beach. I am filled when I hear there are no new COVID19 cases in our land. But I am emptied too... by the pain I hear around me in our nation and in our world; by the hurt in my children, by the anxiety that is creeping into our lives, by the dumb things I say sometimes.
What about you? What empties you and what fills you? I don’t think we should expect to be always overflowing in this time –but we need to be more full than empty in general, in order to move into tomorrow. How is your cup?
Level 3 Day 4: Bloopers
Today was filming day at the manse -it involves everyone so it is an extreme logistics event. Amidst people collecting worship kits to deliver from them manse, the phone going and time constraints of dance classes to be taught; add to that my forgetting to prepare my “wall” so madly cutting the appropriate sized pieces of cardboard for the children’s talk, a boom that decided not to connect and speakers that failed, it was a stressful start.
And so we began to film… to discover some sacred space in the midst of crazy. To reach out from our bubble across a technological medium, to many other bubbles, in order to worship together. And I suspect that what we offer does not reach you in some perfectly held sacred space either. At church we may be able to remove ourselves from the stresses of home, but church @ your place means we have to face the reality of the sacred entering our most human spaces. And so perhaps the reality is we film from our crazy to your crazy. Each of us struggling at times to discover the sacred in our very human bubbles. But the wonder of it all for me was that in our communion, in that simple act of breaking the bread and holding the cup, I was in a sacred space. Even in the incompleteness of communion in isolation, I found the sacred was there all along -and I hope you will too.
Just to show how crazy it gets sometimes, below is not a photo today, but rather a blooper from our recording. Alma our foster puppy began to cry in her crate while I prayed, and eventually it got too much… I hope it makes you smile in your sometimes crazy bubble.
Level 3 Day 4: Islands
This afternoon I was helping Reuben start to build a 3D island -he is studying what Hawaiki might be like -so think Moana… As we formed the chicken wire (available now we are in level 3) and then began the papier mache, I was thinking about how beautiful islands are. How beautiful our island is. I can walk to the coastline and look out to sea and it is beautiful. Living on an island with a large moat has its advantages in times like these. In this time of lockdown, we have watched the beauty grow -more dolphins in the bay and today a kereru as well as tui and piwakawaka in the garden. On the world stage we have seen amazing images of an environment that is finding a new and more beautiful normal. It is as if with the huge costs of COVID 19, in lives, in businesses, in economies, there is an underside of beauty. And it is a beauty I am struggling to let go of. I realise I am one of the lucky ones, I still have a job, I can support those in my whanau who have lost work, and I am not sick. So lockdown has offered an increase of connection within my bubble -more meals around the table, more walks, more cuddles. Yes, there has been some crazy juggling of roles, this weird tension and an ongoing weariness that takes its toll, and of course I want our nation and our world to be able to move through this terrible pandemic. But there remains a part of me that is not ready to let go of the beauty that I have found on the underside. I wonder how I might retain at least a portion of it. Seeing the beauty is a good start. Being thankful might be the next step to encourage myself to make some other choices, in order for there to be more beauty in my life. Isaiah 42: 10 says Sing to the Lord a new song, Sing His praise from the end of the earth! You who go down to the sea, and all that is in it. You islands, and those who dwell on them.
In our gratitude for this beauty, may we find fresh ways as we move into the future to make space for beauty. The picture shows a very early stage one of the island… perhaps there will be a later stage photo in the days ahead.
Level 3 Day 3 Gates
The manse gate and front fence was put up before we arrived in Auckland toward the end of 1999. We asked for it to be built as we were concerned about the safety of our three young girls playing near the road. Since then it has been open and closed thousands of time, for many different reasons. Keeping children and pets in safety. Opening in welcome as children wrote and drew their welcome in chalk on the driveway. Driving in and out on all those typical family tasks that occur. The gate reminds me of the balance between safety and rest and welcome and feeding. We go out to be sustained and nourished in so many ways. We stay in to find rest and recreation. Relationship is found differently in the going out and coming in. This balance has been changed dramatically over the past month. But over time, the scales will begin to balance again. And perhaps we will discover a new way of going in and out –a changed focus on what is important as we come and go. This Sunday I am preaching on John 10 that describes Jesus as the gate, and I ponder how Jesus enables our going out in order to be nourished, our welcoming in and our need to withdraw into safe places. How in these days, might we still be called to move out to seek nourishment, how we might offer a different form of welcome, and how we might retreat into our safe places without any sense of guilt. The juggle of life may be overwhelming, or the tedium may be unravelling –but however we experience lockdown, I suspect we need to retain movement out and in.
Level 3 Day 2 - Work for the people
Today I have been doing some writing while outside under the big oak tree. Our foster puppy has been delighting in the pile of leaves -jumping in and burrowing through. It intrigues me how these leaves year after year have brought such joy -to our pets, to our children -and even to the children at mainly music when we have transported bags and bags of these leaves to the church hall for them to play in. When the children were little we used leaves to make painted leaf prints and sprinkled them with glitter. Reuben still loves to leap from the rope swing above, into the big pile of leaves. But sometimes all I see is the work involved -this constant effort required to rake them up -so many thousands that just keep on falling, day after day. I can stand outside and literally watch them fall. The reality of life, it seems, often holds delight and work together.
Which got me thinking about liturgy –a strange leap, you may say, but perhaps not. You see, the term "liturgy" literally in Greek means "work for the people". And perhaps a better translation is "public service" or "public work" originating in the role of wealthy Greeks of ancient times, through the leitourgia, making their expensive offerings in service to the people, and thus to the state. Liturgy is the costly work of giving. Liturgy -our worship -is literally, work for the people -delight and work entwined together. We often refer to a service of worship –again entwining the work of service with the delight of praise and worship. Perhaps whatever we turn our hand to –in worship or in a pile of leaves –delight has its own work.
