Saturday, May 25, 2013

finding God

Martyn Joseph, in Songs for the Coming Home sings that it is 'not a good time for God' / this week, the Church of Scotland tried to grasp the nettle of whether to allow a church to call a person in a gay relationship as their minister, and came up with what appears to be a fudge / or, to use another popular metaphor, they're trying to have their cake and eat it / not surprisingly, those strongly opposed to, and those strongly in favour of affirming the ministry of gay people aren't happy (based on a sample of two) / whether the compromise will win the support of ordinary members of this denomination remains to be seen ...

shockingly, this was the week a soldier was killed / on a UK street ...

I don't reckon, in comparison, that my own struggles count for much, but it was a relief, yesterday afternoon, to find some peace, sitting in the Memorial Chapel of Old St Paul's, Edinburgh ...

Saturday, May 18, 2013

gratitude

an exhilarating evening / people saying, as I left the theatre: a great show / my part is small, but, for me, scary ...

earlier in the week / spending a good part of the day in Edinburgh / while our car was receiving some TLC / I visited Old St Paul's (inspired by Richard Holloway's description of the place in Leaving Alexandria) / thankful / there is something deeply welcoming about the dark sanctuary / a refuge ...

Saturday, May 11, 2013

stress

just over a week ago, I was aware that the stress I was experiencing at work had the potential to break me. during a sleepless night, I resolved that on Monday, I would make an appointment to see the doctor - I would ask to be signed off for the week - I would let my managers know - and suggest a radical change to my work situation.

on Saturday morning (coincidentally), I met a colleague in B & Q (as you do). during the day, my resolve weakened - if I could get through the week, I then had a week's annual leave, to look forward to.

by Monday, my sore throat was intensifying - I was coughing - coincidentally, the same colleague, also, was coughing. I worked through the day, discovering something, as I did so, that removed some of the pressure (to carry out a particular task), that particular week.

by Tuesday, my sore throat and cough were bad enough that I should stay at home. I emailed in. If anything, by Wednesday, my condition was worse. I was able to see a doctor, who prescribed antibiotics. Thankfully, things are now improving, but I have not been back to work. I still wasn't well enough, yesterday.

so - I've been off work four days - quite properly. I can return to work, a week on Monday - there will be some catching up to do - and some administrative procedures to follow. but, I've been thinking - if I'd followed the original plan - it would have been a big deal - there would have been significant repercussions - possibly, in the long run, a better outcome (I have no way of knowing).

I'm more psychologically broken than physically broken - the doctor's antibiotics are helping me back to physical health - it's a pity that psychological breakages are more difficult to fix ...