Tuesday 29 December 2009

Santa's a Scotsman

I heard this song on Ken Bruce's Radio 2 show in the week before Christmas and it made me smile. But as I recall from my childhood, the Santas I met always had a Scottish accent.

"It's Christmas time in Scotland, and my kid said to me.....
Just one question Daddy , before I go to sleep....
How will Santa find me , so I said.. wherever he may roam,
Santa will find you because he's coming home

Don't You Know
Santa's A Scotsman
He's Loved Everywhere he goes
He moved form Glasgow to Lapland...following Rudolf's nose
Don't you know
Santa's A Scotsman... Come on make a fuss
Too many pies not enough exercise....of course he's one of us."

Annette and I are now looking forward to the family arriving today. I think I may teach my grandchildren the song and they can sing it with their Black Country accents.

Friday 18 December 2009

Snow


Snow began to fall around tea time yesterday and now we have a nice covering. Sadly I have no grandchildren nearby to give me an excuse to get out and make a snowman or throw some snowballs.
Thankfully, I have no meetings to attend which would mean getting the car out. Instead, I will walk across the snow covered Stray this afternoon to make a hospital visit to a member who has had surgery on both knees. She reminded me on Sunday that when I visit she won't have a leg to stand on - boom boom!!

Monday 14 December 2009

Advent 3

Yesterday I decided to preach on the awesome call of the prophet Isaiah described in chapter 6. In preparing for this during the week I came across this illustration which I found on the Text This Week website.

"The story is told of a young American student who was from the north of the country but went down south to spend some time with relatives. These relatives worshipped in a small country church. The young student was taken aback when he went to church and saw the exuberance of the people - the dancing and jumping and actions. His aunt who was alongside him saw his perplexity and perhaps unease and said:
Don’t worry honey - it aint how high they jump that matters it is what they do when they come down."

It is an illustration that applies no matter how we experience God in our worship and in our lives.