to share one rather good Swanwick moment. As I vacated my room for the last time on Thursday, I encountered the Bishop, also heading car-wards. Both of us were carrying assorted belongings. Nothing exceptional in that.
However, mine were positively the last remnants of labyrinth and informal worship...to wit, one bucket containing numerous stones and a towel (left hand) plus roll of wire (over arm) and cutters (right hand).
The Bishop looked at these essential items of a curate's life, and exclaimed, with some alarm
"Good God!" (with the obvious unspoken addendum, "And I ordained her....")
Well, it made me smile as I went on my way
:-)
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I can just picture the scene!
It made me smile too.
wonderful
a bucket and a towel - taking away the barbed wire from people's lives - yeah a servant's heart .. no wonder the bish exclaimed "Good God"
:)
be blessed!
Funny! I can see you holding all that stuff!
Giggling. Of course, I note that you were carrying USEFUL things. What was it the bishop was carrying?
yeah what WAS the bishop carrying? ROFL
Well, he was at least carrying his own suitcase. His predecessor would have had a porter or two...
...and perhaps might have been carried out in a palanquin (sp?)
Oh, I'm having way too much fun with this.
BTW, how far away are you from London? I'll be passing through in late November returning from Qatar, staying with friends in town to adjust my poor internal clock prior to getting back to Washington. Just a thought...
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