I have just finished reading “The Work of the Pastor” by William Still.
It is an old book written in the 80s by William Still who was the Minister of Gilcomston Church of Scotland in Aberdeen and has since passed away.
It is an excellent book explaining the Work of the Pastor. According to Still, the main duty of the Pastor is to feed the sheep through the Word of God. I am not one for reading theological books but I was gripped by this book and found myself agreeing with him.
I find that I am no longer fed on a Sunday as I used to be. I go to Church hungry and come back home hungry and angry! Over these 2 years I have become increasingly frustrated. In fact that is the only reason why I ended up reading this book from the Mhinisteir’s library. My observation is that people who come to Church Sunday by Sunday want to be fed but sadly we are given no food or junk food.
John Calvin is a household name in Scotland among Protestant Christians. For a long time, I didn’t know who John Calvin was. All I knew was that he was a Protestant Christian who was well liked and so for a long time thought he was a Scotsman!!!!
It was only much later that I realised that John Calvin was a French Theologian who was one of the key figures in the Protestant Reformation.
My excuse which I hope is a valid one for thinking of Calvin as a Scotsman is this…… Among Protestant Christians in Scotland when they discuss theology which is as frequent as our moaning about the British Weather, one of the first questions asked is “What would Calvin say”???
Now that I am wiser and more mature, my question is does it matter what Calvin would have said? The more important question I believe is what would God say in this matter? After all, Calvin is as fallible as any of us. Just that he was not a Scotsman!!!!!
is how I would sum up 2017 if I wasn’t a Christian. Simply for the following reasons…..
02 January 2017
Mice problem. I absolutely hate them and so I was terrorised by the thought of them being in the house.
End of January 2017
We were informed by our elderly landlord that due to unforeseen circumstance he was selling the house that we were temporarily renting and so we had to move out asap as he was hoping to make a quick sale! Where will we go?
01 March 2017
We were confronted by road rage on our way back from a Lent course. There were at least 3 young men armed with metal rods. Our car was abruptly stopped on a quiet road and out came these 3 young men from their car. They tried to open the door to the driver’s seat and it was only literally seconds before that I had asked the minister to lock the car. I dread to think what would have happened if the doors had remained unlocked. You see we don’t lock our cars or our house doors up in the Highlands of Scotland! I have never been so calm in my life before but I must confess that the whole incident bothered me a great deal and added to my homesickness for Scotland.
End April 2017 until now
I became seriously unwell after being misdiagnosed 4 times. At one point there was a serious threat to my life as the consultant was convinced that the infection had spread to my brain. It has been a life changing experience with permanent damage to my health. I am not able to leave the house on my own these days. I conserve all my energy to be in Church on Sundays other than that my bed has become my companion.
27 August 2017
No 130 was burgled! We have never been burgled before. Again, having lived in the Scottish Highlands we never bothered with security as our neighbours acted as our security. We didn’t even bother locking the doors! It was a very unsettling experience. I must confess that until today I still am a little nervous. The whole house was turned upside down. Strangely, the burglars went away with very little not that we had plenty in the house anyway.
We were informed by the storage company that ALL our earthly possessions that were in storage in the Highlands of Scotland had gone missing! Thankfully most of the items have been found but sadly some still remain missing.
Despite it being an extremely difficult year and having brushed death not once but twice, I cannot but echo the words of the Psalmist…….
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for though art with me and thy rod and thy staff shall comfort me – Psalm 23:4