I’ve noticed that all through my time as a Christian the ideas for those things that seem worthwhile have come when I have least expected them.
Last night I attended a social event at the Church, a Chocolate Bingo. It consisted of Bingo (of course), burgers and whatever drinks I had chosen to take along. Now it seems that nothing ’spiritual’ could come out of such a meeting, although I agree with the Quakers when they say: All of life is a sacrement.
Gill had come along with me and we were joined at our table by a friend and his wife, both Methodist Ministers and the talk got round to some pilgrimages the husband has made to Compostela. The upshot of our conversation was that he was going again this year and would I like to come.
Now this is one journey I have always wanted to make. I’ve been to quite a lot of Pilgrimage sites but so far this one has eluded me: obviously I jumped at the chance to make the trip in order to take some time walking through Spain.
Perhaps I should not have been so suprised. God is very good at speaking to us when we least expect it. Only last Sunday I talked of Zaccheaus who climbed the tree to see Jesus. Now Zaccheaus never thought for one moment Jessu would speak to him, and yet he did inviting himself around to Zac’s house for a meal. Even my own Christian journey started when God spoke to me when he was as far from my thoughts as could be.
Does Jesus like Chocolate? Could make a good Synod debate.
Tags: Church, Pilgrimage