or, given the current rumblings about penal substitution, Steve Chalke, Spring Harvest, Word Alive and Jeffrey John (an unlikely collection of associates if ever there was one), is it not a bit pointed to choose Stuart Townsend's song "How deep the Father's love for us..." to sing at a Deanery service for the Archdeacon's Visitation? (Non Anglicans, just don't ask...you really don't want to know the whys and wherefores here, trust me!)
As one who really sings, it was distinctly embarassing to find myself having to stop singing at regular intervals through the hymn. I remember as a child the sheer horror when my father encountered a hymn which conscience would not allow him to sing. His voice was a loud and beautiful baritone, and when he stopped singing it really showed. I don't think he'd have enjoyed those words any more than I did...I wonder if it was a "here I stand" declaration for the host church, or simply a case of not thinking very hard. Either way, it didn't contribute hugely to my joy tonight, though the tune is wonderful.