Time Will Tell

Have you noticed that, after several years of scepticism and accusations of ‘fake news’, we have more recently seen the return of the ‘Expert’? I sit and write this having just watched the Prime minister, flanked by the Government’s Chief Science Adviser and the Chief Medical Officer, give a detailed press briefing on what to expect from the corovnavirus, and what steps to take in order to reduce its impact.

We were told bluntly to expect to lose loved ones, and of the need to delay the period of maximum impact and reduce its spike so as to enable the Health Service to cope. By the time you read this, we will have a much better idea how accurate their predictions and how good their advice will have been.

Here at Liberton, our approach throughout the crisis has been to listen well to what we have been advised to do, and exercise as much care as we can to avoid those who are elderly or vulnerable being put at any additional risk. Again, by the time you read this we will all have a better idea of how well we are managing to do this.

Throughout these weeks of uncertainty, however, a couple of principles still remain unchanged. The most expert advice of all is advice that has stood the test of time, and in this case it has stood for more than a couple of thousand years…

…an expert in the law, tested Jesus with this question: ‘Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?’

Jesus replied: ‘“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.”  This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: “Love your neighbour as yourself.” (Matthew 22.35-38)

Virus or no virus, as followers of Jesus we are called to put God’s love first and the needs of others before those of our own. Even within government guidelines, there will always be scope for us to continue to look after our vulnerable and isolated neighbours, whether by helping them out with their shopping, or simply phoning to reassure them they are not forgotten and are in our prayers. I hope that, by the time you read this, we will all know what it means to be a part of a community with God’s love at its heart.

Much love, John

A time for silence and a time for speaking

I’m always fascinated by the way that names can stick. When my eldest Grandchild, Holly, was learning to speak, she couldn’t quite manage all the consonants in the term ‘Grandpa’, so, instead she made do, as an approximation, with ‘Papa’. Ever since then  the name ‘Papa’ has stuck.

One of my favourite memories of Holly was when we were once wandering round a supermarket together. I was trying to think of all the things I had to buy, and she was busy chattering away to me about all she could see. I thought I was doing a rather good job of pretending to be attentive until suddenly I felt her little hand tugging at my sleeve, and I heard her stern young voice say, “Papa, I’m TALKING to you!”

We live in a noisy world, full of competing demands on our attention, and sometimes we too have difficulty having our voices heard. I’ve been slowly working my way through Eugene Peterson’s ‘Reversed Thunder’ – a highly illuminating exploration of the book of Revelation. In it he comments on the degree of noise in the world around us, and the fact that the variety and volume of noise seems to be on the increase. Let’s take a moment to listen to what he has to say…*

“The world is a mob in which everyone is talking at once and no one is able or willing to listen. But God listens….

…It is rare to find anyone who listens carefully and thoroughly. It is rare to find our stammering understood, our clumsy speech deciphered, our garbled syntax unravelled, sorted out and heard – every syllable attended to, every nuance comprehended. Our minds are taken seriously, our feelings are taken seriously. When it happens we know that what we say and feel are immensely important. We acquire dignity…”

Stirring though these thoughts may be, Peterson saves the best to the end, finishing with…

“We never know how well we think or speak until we find someone who listens to us”

By the time you read these words, the season of Lent will have begun – a time to spend time with the God who listens to us. The world may well be noisy, but there are still places of silence if you look for them, and those are the best places for prayer. I wish you God’s blessing in your search.

The difference 10 years can make

On January 1st of this year we entered a new decade, and, as I watched the Hogmanay Party fireworks lighting up the Edinburgh skyline, I wondered what changes the next few years would bring.

Our world is changing more and more rapidly. 10 years ago, for example, people didn’t take ‘selfies’ on mobile phones, they used digital cameras. 10 years ago there were no ipads, people watched DVDs rather than Netflicks, very few people used their phone to book an Uber, and Airbnb hadn’t been dreamt of.

10 years ago climate change was something other people were concerned about, and most people didn’t worry all that much about how to dispose of their plastic packaging. 10 years ago I hadn’t heard of electric bikes, and had no idea what a difference one would make to my life.

One of the biggest changes so far this year, however, will already have occurred by the time you read this. Because, at the end of January 2020, we will already have left the European Union. Whether we wanted this to happen or not, it will have an impact on our way of life. Some of the changes will be fairly immediate, while others will happen a lot more gradually. Whatever happens, I wonder what things will look like in 10 years time?

In the midst of rapid change it’s easy to lose our bearings. Who can we really believe, what can we put our trust in, and how do we know the right thing to do? When faced with these questions I always fall back on a verse from the Bible which reminds me that in a rapidly changing world there are certain things that will always remain constant. It’s from Hebrews 13.8 and it says “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.”

Here’s a verse from a song* we’ve been singing a lot at LK recently. If ever you find yourself worrying about what the future holds, it might be worth remembering these words…

The sun comes up, it’s a new day dawning
It’s time to sing Your song again
Whatever may pass and whatever lies before me
Let me be singing when the evening comes.
“Bless the Lord, O my soul, O my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before, O my soul
I’ll worship Your holy name”

(*”10,000 reasons”, by Matt Redmond)

Now in its sixth year, the New Year Lunchtime Concert with Philomusica of Edinburgh provides a wonderful reflective interlude between Christmas and New Year.

Join us at Liberton Kirk on December 28th, and treat yourself to a splendid selection of mulled wine and mince pies as you escape the bustle and relax to popular classics.

Website issues

Hi folks, I just wanted to say sorry for spamming your inbox or social media feed last night.

We’ve had some website problems for just over a week and we came back online last night just before 11pm. Due to this all the scheduled posts waiting to go up went all at once. And if like me you’re alerts went mad.

Sorry for anyone who had been trying to contact us or missed the posts, and sorry for the mass mailing of post alerts. Although I hope you enjoy catching up on what you missed.


Rubbed Out!

My very first experience of school was being shouted at. I was a late starter, and joined my class a third of the way through the year. Then, 40 minutes into my very first day, the teacher shouted at me.

How do I know it was 40 minutes? I remember my big sister and her friend accompanying me to the classroom door, and the teacher saying “come in”, and telling me to sit down at a desk. So I went in and sat down and waited, not sure what I was supposed to be doing, until the teacher looked up from her desk and began shouting at me!

“John Young,” she bellowed, “that’s 40 minutes you’ve been sitting there without asking me what you are supposed to be doing!” I remember how the whole class stopped and stared at me, and I can remember thinking, “I don’t think I like school very much!”

As the term progressed I realized that this particular teacher was very good at shouting, and, in fact, she shouted at everybody. She also hated rubbers (erasers), and she had a general ban on pupils using them, especially when they had made a silly mistake with their sums.

This meant that you couldn’t change the silly mistakes you made, and if you tried to use a rubber she would shout at you. Then, when you brought your sums out to the front to show her, she would shout at you some more for the silly mistakes you had made. (I used to try and rub my mistakes out with my thumb, but it only made a big dark smudge on the paper, and then she would shout at me anyway, for making a mess.)

I often say that, if someone says they don’t believe in God, it’s good to ask them to describe the god they don’t believe in. I wonder how many would describe a god who is a bit like my P1 teacher. A god who takes delight in highlighting our mistakes and then shouting at us about them. And so we try and smudge them out, and it just makes more and more of a mess.

Maybe that’s what you think God is like? If so, the good news is that you couldn’t have got Him more wrong. The God made known to us by Jesus is someone you can go to with your mistakes, knowing that he will not only NOT shout at you, but he will take all your mistakes off your hands and rub them out himself.

Happily, our next school teacher didn’t shout at us at all, and she didn’t mind things being rubbed out either! What a joy it was to us all when we moved up a class. And what a joy to discover, in her, a glimpse of what God was really like.

Much love