Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2020

50 years and counting


Today my friend and hero Roger Blackmore celebrates 50 years in ministry. Whilst he has been the person on the platform most of the time it is also as much a celebration of his wife Gill who has been there at every step of the 50-year journey. Together they have pastored churches in England, Scotland and of course Long Island, NY.

Roger & Gill have impacted countless lives over 5 decades and I am honoured and thankful to count myself in that number. I guess my story is replicated a myriad of times in many lives. Accepted, valued, encouraged, challenged, mentored and loved are just a few of the adjectives to describe time with Roger & Gill.

I am an avid reader and I am sad to say too many of the books on my shelves are written by Christian leaders who have crashed and burned along the way and many struggling to stand back up. So, in an age when pastors and Christian leaders seem to have a difficult job finishing well 50 years is a milestone worth celebrating.

Although young I was still aware of the tensions encountered when they were leading our church in Cairnbulg & Inverallochy. Transitioning a church is not the easiest thing to do. But walking into Genesis Church you can tell an instant that this church one, reflects Jesus but also the couple who planted it, Roger & Gill Blackmore.

It is a place that is real, honest, fun, gracious, accepting, loving and of course, are passionate about reaching the people who do not know Jesus yet!

 They and Genesis are the real deal.

Congratulations on 50 years, whats next?

Thursday, May 14, 2020

Make me Lord a dreamer for your Kingdom



I should be in bed but a Facebook post has sent me down a path of nostalgia and blessing. I haven't heard this song in decades but can remember vividly the first time I heard it. A young kid going through Bible College with huge dreams for God and his kingdom.

As Chris Bowater sang these amazing lyrics I fell to my knees and as is usual with me shed a few tears as I begged God to do the impossible through me. Even driving back from Lincoln that evening to Mattersey Hall speech eluded me.

Now at the age of 57, I look back amazed at the journey God has taken me on. My dreams back then were to return home to North East Scotland and plant churches in the towns and villages with my friend Roger but God had other plans. (but it would have been cool to do)

England, not Scotland would become home for me and my family and God gave me the honour of serving a local church as a volunteer, an Elder, a teacher and the last 20 years as one of the Pastors. And, not just once, Mark, my leader and friend, have glanced at each other with a look that needed no words but each of us understood, that we can't quite believe that God would use us in his plans.

But that's enough looking back it is time to pray again....

Make me Lord a dreamer for Your kingdom
Plant in my heart heavenly desires
Grant faith that can say ‘Impossibilities shall be ‘
And vision lest a world should Perish not knowing Thee

Make me, Lord, a dreamer for your kingdom,
I would aspire to greater goals in God.
So cause faith to rise, to motivate each word and deed,
a faith that’s well convinced that Jesus meets every need.

Make me, Lord, a dreamer for your kingdom,
dreams that will change a world that‘s lost its way.
May dreams that first found their birth in your omnipotence
come alive in me, becoming reality.

Thanks, Chris


Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Hey pastor would you like a cigarette?

On the right Billy and his brother Gibby

Today I joined with others to remember the life of my Uncle Billy. A difficult day for the gathered family and friends. Very poignant to see a number of his grandchildren carry him to his final resting place in the Inverallochy & Cairnbulg Cemetery.

My other post about Billy talked about our shared love of Aberdeen FC but we also both liked a good laugh. He was born on April the first, April fools day, and some say that was the right day for him!

One of his "wind-ups" stands out to me. Back in 1976, the local AOG church had just appointed a new pastor. A young guy of 26 from Exeter named Roger Blackmore. As so many of the men in the church back then were fishermen it was customary for any new pastor to go through the initiation of going to sea in one of the trawlers.

So my dad invited Roger to travel to Peterhead with the rest of the crew by minibus. There, the fish were landed and sold very early on a Saturday morning then the boat would make the short trip back to Fraserburgh.

We travelled around the villages of Inverallochy & Cairnbulg picking up all the crew in a well-worn routine. First, Jimmy Love, then Alex, on to beacon cottages where Billy got in and Jim the cook who lived just across the road, finally fellow Dons supporter Charlie. With all the crew onboard it was time to head of to the manse to pick up Roger.

Roger hopped on sat down and settled in. Before long Billy tapped Roger on the shoulder and offered him a cigarette which Roger politely refused having never met this man before in his life. To that Billy fell about laughing finally saying, "Well you wouldn't have lasted long here if you had taken it."

Although Billy was only the occasional churchgoer he knew enough that smoking, drinking, dancing and going to the cinema were seen as the unpardonable sins at our local church.

Later he told me that he had shared some of his wisdom with Roger the new pastor.

You see Roger it's like this, for the first 2 years the church will idolise you. Then for the next 2 years, they will criticise you and then for the next 2 years, they will scandalise you.

Sadly Billy had not been given the greatest impression of the church by us who are part of it. Even more, sadly it turned out to be too near the reality for comfort.

Hey, my Uncle was far from perfect and like me, he was his own worst enemy by opening his mouth and putting both feet in it. But as I look back to my time growing up before I left home my memories of him bring a smile to my face.

I don't get to see our first love Aberdeen FC very often nowadays but no matter the ground I am visiting, Villa, Leamington or even MK Dons he is never far from my thoughts.

Saturday, December 28, 2019

Uncle Billy my footy buddy

Uncle Billy front right. Next to his mum and dad, Bill & Mary, and his brothers and sisters Gibby, Christine, my mum Elsie, Joan & Mary

On Saturday 21st December I received a message that my Uncle Billy had passed away at the age of 80.

I left home in 1982 for college at the age of 19 and have only paid short visits back home since so have not regularly kept in touch with my extended family. But growing up, Billy and I shared a great love - Aberdeen FC.

It started in 1975 when he took me to my first match at Pittodrie. Accompanied by his dad & my didie, also called Bill, we set off on the 40-mile journey to Aberdeen. As was to become part of so many of our trips we were dropped off at the bottom of Pittodrie Street by my Auntie Margaret and we headed off for a pie and our seats in the main stand.

Two-nil down at half-time with a certain Joe Harper anonymous, it didn't look like the Dons and I were going to get off to a great start. But King Joey turned up in the second act, scoring a hattrick and we headed home smiling from ear to ear. Sadly it was the only game we attended with my Didie Bill, whom both me and my uncle are named after, as illness restricted his movements till he passed away in 1976.

Over the next 8 years, we crisscrossed Scotland each Saturday, often going far too fast in Billy's 3 litre Capri Ghia, watching our beloved team. Those years coincided with what was probably the most successful in Aberdeen's history. Our first trophy win at Hampden under Super Ally. The near misses under McNeil and then the golden era of Fergie. The league at Easter Road and Scottish Cup glory with the smiling Tattie! But, even through those never to be repeated heady days, we were often known to get back to the waiting car, only to throw our scarfs in the boot with disgust and say that is it, we are never going back! (Usually against Morton and Andy Ritchie:(( )

Back then Billy smoked a lot and often said that because of those long car journies even though id never touched a cigarette in my life I had smoked hundreds.

(I will come back to cigarettes in my next post about him.)

The memories come flying back, stamping our feet on the old wooden stand in Hampden as we closed in on the league cup. Aberdeen - stomp - stomp - stomp. Bent over a radio at Easter Road praying that the ref would blow his whistle in Celtic match. Rushing to the car to hear sportsreport. Stopping in Perth on the way back from Glasgow for chips. Watching McLeish of all people curl a shot into the top corner of Ranger net at the final like he was Jairzinho. My constant companion was Uncle Billy.

Thanks, Uncle Billy



Monday, April 01, 2019

Mother’s Day Musings



Was meant to publish yesterday but somehow didn’t, but the thought transcends Mother’s Day :)

In February 2000 as we all looked forward in hope to a new millennium, my world changed with one phone call from my dad. My mum, or as we would say back home - mam, having survived a scare with cancer a few years earlier the doctors were confirming the devastating news that it was back. A hastily arranged flight up north to Aberdeen followed, to be greeted with the news as I arrived at Aberdeen Royal Infirmary, that this time there would be no cure. The next couple of weeks was spent at our family home with my dad caring for her as her health slowly deteriorated.

I have many private memories of that time as we took turns sitting at her bedside throughout the day and the long nights. But two things I can share that sums up much about my mam.

One of her brothers came to visit and said to her, Why you Elsie? His thought process was that my mum, in his mind at least, had possibly lived a good life and why was this happening to her? Quick as a flash she shot back, Why not me? Living a good life or being a Christian did not give her a pass from illness but following Jesus assured her of comfort in the dark times and a guarantee of an eternity in heaven.

As my mam grew sicker and drifted in and out of consciousness she often would say “I would like to have done one more year”. At first, I wasn’t sure what she meant but then discovered that it was about the Sunday School at Cairnbulg AOG. She had started teaching a Sunday School class as a teenager and continued ever since. Taking out a few breaks when her kids were born she had served for 39 years and she would have liked to have made it 40 years as teaching children about Jesus was so important to her.

Amongst a host of other things, my mam demonstrated to me what trust in God and faithfulness to His cause looked like.

Thank you mam.

Wednesday, December 05, 2018

In the Sweet by and by


Today I took delivery of a new old book through Amazon, Great Hymns and their Stories by W J Limmer Sheppard, first published in 1923.

The book fell open at page 123 and the first lines I read were:
In the sweet by and by,
we shall meet on that beautiful shore.
I could hardly believe it. This old hymn was the favourite hymn of my grandad, William W Whyte D.S.M.. His enjoyment was even greater when the music was played by the Cairnbulg Walk Band of flutes and drums. I can still remember the smile on his face when one New Years Day the band stopped outside his house to give him a "stonnin beat."

To the uninitiated each New Years Day a flute band lead a few hardy followers around the village of Cairnbulg in the North East of Scotland. They would stop at the houses of people who were ill and played a song of their choice.

Here is the story behind the hymn and its completion from idea to singing in 30 minutes.

"In the village of Elkhorn, in Wisconsin, USA, lived a musician and composer, Mr J P Webster. Of an extremely sensitive nature, he was frequently attacked by fits of melancholy and depression. One of his friends, Mr S F Bennett, who resided in the same village, found that these moods could often be dispelled by giving the musician a new hymn or song which needed music written for it.

On one such occasion, Mr Bennett was sitting writing in his office, when Webster entered and walked to the fire, turning his back upon his friend without a word.

Bennett asked him what was the matter, and only received a curt and indefinite reply to the effect that "it would be all right in the by and by."

Instantly the last three words of Webster's answer flashed the idea of a hymn into Bennett's mind.

"The sweet by and by!" he said; "would not that make a good hymn?"

Webster answered in an uninterested tone that "it might," but Bennett, turning to his desk, wrote down, as fast as his pen could cover the paper, the first three verses and chorus of the world-famous hymn, best known by its title. When finished he handed the manuscript to Webster.

The musician's interest was awakened, his whole aspect changed; turning to the desk, he began, equally rapidly, to compose a melody for the stirring words. He then requested one of two other friends, who had come in, to lend him his violin, on which he played over the new melody.

Once more he turned to the desk and wrote down the harmonies for the four parts of the chorus. Within thirty minutes from the time Mr Bennett wrote the first line, the four friends were singing the hymn as it was afterwards published.

During the singing a fifth friend entered, and, after listening, exclaimed with tears in his eyes, "that hymn is immortal!"

A true prophecy, for the world, will never forget the touching lines and music thus rapidly put together in the little American village over 50 years ago (1868)."

- W J Limmer Sheppard.

There's a land that is fairer than day,
and by faith we can see it afar;
for the Father waits over the way
to prepare us a dwelling place there.

In the sweet by and by,
we shall meet on that beautiful shore.
In the sweet by and by,
we shall meet on that beautiful shore.

We shall sing on that beautiful shore
the melodious songs of the blest;
and our spirits shall sorrow no more,
not a sigh for the blessing of rest.

To our bountiful Father above
we will offer our tribute of praise
for the glorious gift of his love
and the blessings that hallow our days.


Thursday, December 28, 2017

Kindness Scales



Today I read this post by Seth Godin named Kindness Scales

My guess guess is that kind is not an adjective that would be used to describe me. Passionate, is often used but it’s usually code for Billy opens his mouth to wide and too often. So maybe that’s why this short post took my attention and kept calling me back to muse on it some more. So over to Seth:

It scales better than competitiveness, frustration, pettiness, regret, revenge, merit (whatever that means) or apathy.
Kindness ratchets up. It leads to more kindness. It can create trust and openness and truth and enthusiasm and patience and possibility.
Kindness, in one word, is a business model, an approach to strangers and a platform for growth.
It might take more effort than you were hoping it would, but it's worth it.

And it seems to be one of the items of clothing valued by God:

“Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved,....kindness....,” - ‭‭Colossians‬ ‭3:12‬ ‭ESV‬‬

Work to do....

Friday, November 20, 2015

Every line your story, Jesus


Write me with your glory, 
Jesus Every line your story, Jesus 
Author of my faith

These are the lines from a new song soon to be released on a new album from NewSpring Church, SC. (Watch the full song here)

I left home at the age of 19 starry eyed dreaming of doing great things for the glory of the author of my faith and saviour Jesus. The story to be written was to be glorious.

Now 33 years later I look back and the story certainly has been glorious but not in the way I thought it would be.

It is glorious not because of what I have achieved for God but what he has achieved in me.

It is glorious not because of my greatness but because of His supremacy.

It is glorious not because of my choices but his kindness in protecting me from my own foolishness.

It is glorious not because of my faithfulness but because of His unfailing love.

It is glorious not because of my good deeds but because of His grace.

I am written with Glory because its not my story that is being written, it the story of a faithful, merciful, gracious, supreme saviour, Jesus.

And for the story yet to be written, be it short or long in this life, my prayer is that it be your story that is written Jesus. And that I will embrace your story for my life whatever twist and turn that may take because your story always ends in Glory.


Thursday, September 10, 2015

27 Years : No regrets


After 27 years of marriage here are 27 things I know and love about Nicola.
  1. She loves Jesus with a passion
  2. She has an adventurous spirit
  3. She puts in to practice what she learns
  4. She talks to anyone and everyone with ease (unlike me)
  5. She is VERY competitive (a bit like me)
  6. She does not have a lazy bone in her body (unlike me)
  7. She is a fantastic leader (unlike me)
  8. She loves people more than the task (unlike me)
  9. She does not like the colour grey as she regularly visits the hairdresser for a colour. lol
  10. She seems to have a gift that people feel free to open up to her when then need help, advice or a shoulder to cry on. (unlike me)
  11. She lets me go to and watch sport any time I want without ever complaining. (and sport takes a lot of my time)
  12. Family is important to her. Especially her kids and mum and dad. (well she is really a daddy's girl)
  13. She is passionate about children discovering Jesus on their level.
  14. She enjoyed shooting in a Florida range a little too much for my liking.
  15. She is pretty good at decorating. (unlike me - thank you Jesus)
  16. She likes a night in with nibbles and a cheap bottle of rose (otherwise a cheap date lol)
  17. She juggles a demanding job, studying for a degree, family and home without ever saying how busy she is.
  18. She has a boot fetish.
  19. She ignored lots of people advice even her pastor and still married me!
  20. She is an encourager not a critic
  21. She is not good company on a long drive as she dozes off as soon as we leave the drive.
  22. She puts up with emotional roller-coaster that is me.
  23. She has saved me lots of money on hair cuts.
  24. She NEVER betrays a confidence.
  25. She really doesn't understand how incredible she is.
  26. Best of all she loves me!
  27. She truly is a wife of noble character - Proverbs 31:10-31
A good woman is hard to find, and worth far more than diamonds. Her husband trusts her without reserve, and never has reason to regret it.
I have NO regrets only gratefulness! 

Saturday, August 01, 2015

Golden Anniversary


This weekend is the 50th Anniversary of Nicola's mum and dad. So all the extended family are heading down from Mansfield to be joined by all the local friends for a shindig.

I've known them since I arrived in Milton Keynes in September 1984 and became part of the family in September 1988 on marrying their oldest daughter, Nicola. (Well actually she was pretty young at the time, only 19!)

So here are ten things I can say about them after these years:
  1. They love Jesus with a passion.
  2. They love their kids - even if Jonathan is a challenge. lol Only Joking!
  3. Their greatest success is bringing up three kids that all passionately love Jesus.
  4. They adore their grand kids. (Lost count of the number of times Abbie was leaving home to live with them)
  5. They may have grown to like their first son in law after a rocky start:)
  6. They serve God in so many ways without ever wanting to be noticed.
  7. They have always had an open home, welcoming all and helping many without any fuss.
  8. They are fun to go on holiday with, many happy memories in Florida. (Except the time we nearly drowned Vic)
  9. I'm sure Vic has some Scottish blood in him as he loves a bargain
  10. Whilst Viv reminds me of my mum as she likes the more expensive things in life:)
P.S. Just one more they gave me the most amazing lady who I have the honour to call my wife.

Have a great celebration.


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2014 done and gone but memorable

Friday, March 14, 2014

Entering Area 51


So its my 51st Birthday. So here are 51 words or people that have in some way shaped my life, taken it in a new direction or just brings a smile to my face for no particular reason:

  1. Belger (aka Cairnbulg)
  2. Cotton (aka Inverallochy)
  3. Albert
  4. Elsie
  5. Brother
  6. Twins
  7. Mizpah
  8. North Sea
  9. Quiet Waters
  10. Sonny Brae
  11. Mrs Alexander
  12. Kinnaird
  13. Didie Bill
  14. Granny Mary
  15. The Rack (Shore line)
  16. The Fitba Perk ( Home to much more than football, cricket, tennis)
  17. Aberdeen FC
  18. Fergie
  19. Uncle Billy
  20. Roger Blackmore
  21. Walstead School
  22. The Mission
  23. Andrew Smith
  24. Cairnbulg AOG
  25. Mattersey Hall
  26. The Ice Box
  27. William Dillon
  28. Keith Green
  29. Gothenberg
  30. George Ridley
  31. Milton Keynes
  32. Nicola Ritchie (outside of no 51 the most important)
  33. John Ecclestone
  34. Aston Villa
  35. Key Consultants
  36. Newport Pagnell
  37. Abbie
  38. Liam
  39. Mark Sherratt
  40. Philip Yancey
  41. Grace
  42. MKCC
  43. Florida
  44. St Jean De Monts
  45. Coffee Shop
  46. WiFi
  47. Apple
  48. Books
  49. Friends
  50. The Bible
  51. Jesus
Not a complete list, put together in a few short moments. If I sat and thought about it i'd probably change it. But at 51 my memory is going!


Wednesday, January 22, 2014

10 pieces of advice for the 19 year old me


This photo captures a pivotal moment in my life. It was the day when I left home in September 1982. The day I went off to Mattersey Hall Bible College.

Waived off by my Pastor Roger Blackmore and friends James Scott and Jacqueline Edwards, my mum and dad would drive me to England and leave me in the country that would become my home for now, 31 years plus.

Yes I would visit Scotland for holidays but at 19 I effectively left home, which seems slightly strange as that is how old my son is now.

What I wish I could tell that 19 year old guy now:

  1. Make the most of your next two years at college you will never have an opportunity like this again in your life to dig into God and His Word.
  2. God is not disappointed in you. You cannot earn His love and you can't lose it by failing. When you understand that you will do things out of love that you will never do out of fear. Rest in His grace. 
  3. Friendships are priceless. Cultivate them no matter the distance, make the call, take the trip, you never know when it will be too late.
  4. Being right is not what its cracked up to be. You may win the argument but you will lose a friend or damage a friendship. (Also advice for the 50 year old me)
  5. Your passion is going to get you into hot water. It is a great strength but sometimes your greatest weakness. Learn quickly to channel it.
  6. Too many things you think are nonnegotiable now you will u-turn totally on in a few years time. Hold things lightly except your character - fight for that.
  7. You can learn from everyone, especially those who see the world different to you, let them into your world.
  8. Don't try so hard to be noticed in other people's eyes. Live for an audience of one. No matter who knows your name it is known by Jesus.
  9. You are going to meet the most incredible woman in the world. Do not waste your time dating anyone else when you meet her you will know why. Then do everything you can to encourage and enable her to be all she can be. It will be the most amazing honour you will have in your life.
  10. You are going to meet a guy called John Ecclestone and he is going to introduce you to a football team called Aston Villa. Ignore him at all costs he is bringing you into 30 years of pain (A wee joke)

Sunday, January 19, 2014

22 signs you are a son of a trawler man


A few signs that you were brought up in a 1970's Scottish fishing village and your dad was a trawler man.

  • You know when the back o Sunday is.
  • You thought all dads had a nap on Sunday afternoon when you went to Sunday school.
  • If you ever went on a fishing trip you were renamed - Jonah.
  • You thought that laughing at people being sea sick was the right thing to do. 
  • You thought all Dad's only came home at the weekend. 
  • You never looked forward to dad coming home as every time you were bad your mum would say "Wait till your father gets home!" 
  • The TV always got switched over in the middle of your favourite programme to watch the weather forecast.
  • Working on the boat in the harbour always involved a trip to the dole office. 
  • You thought the natural smell in all garages was that of curing herring.
  • A "fry" was not just a way to cook. 
  • Something being boiled alive on the stove was to be looked forward to. 
  • You though that anytime a dad called home from work it was compulsory to say "over" at the end of your sentence. 
  • You are good at geography because you needed a map of the whole of the UK to check out all the places your dad was working. 
  • You thought the volume always went up automatically when the fishing forecast came on the radio. 
  • You thought the "Isle of Man" was like Santa's Grotto because when dad went there he always came back with presents. 
  • You have worn a Fair Isle Gansey and thought it was cool.
  • You thought that the VW Dormobile Van was the fastest thing on the road bar non. 
  • You always have to donate to the RNLI every time you see one of those little lifeboats collecting tins. 
  • Your kitchen drawer always had a lone messer knife in it.
  • You are scarred by the memory of drinking tea with condensed milk it.
  • You have the ability clean your plate with a piece of bread or potato so you can use the same bowl to eat all three courses.
  • You thought a trip on a boat was a necessary biblical induction for all ministers everywhere when taking on a new church.
Any more?

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 in a nutshell


2013 in no particular order.
  • Turned 50 and celebrated with an amazing family holiday in Florida and partied in my favourite restaurant Seasons 52. Also had Ben Cantelon sing happy birthday to me at MKCC. See the pic below. lol
  • Celebrated being married to the wonderful Nicola Ritchie for 25 years
  • Abbie came of age - 21. Wow where did those years go.
  • Liam finished college to his delight and started his first job as a Facilities Apprentice.
  • Saw the end of an era with Sir Alex retiring. Sure he did good for Man U but will never be forgotten for what he did at Aberdeen FC. 30 years since Gothenberg wow!
  • Witnessed a Scotsman win Wimbledon!
  • Saw many years of prayer come to fruition with 1000 people gathering each week at MKCC. Now for 2000!
  • Said goodbye to my old mate from college days. William Dillon. Proud to have been give the privilege of saying a few words at his funeral and to carry him down the Shankill Road.
  • Said a goodbye to a new friend of the last couple of years. Loved my chats with Juergen Brinner downloading his wisdom. My regret? there were not more of them!
  • Got to see my friend Roger Blackmore's new church building taking shape before its opening this month. Great times ahead for - Genesis Church
  • Spent time with the love of my life at home and in York, Spain, France, Georgia, South Carolina, Florida & Long Island.
  • Benefited from the ministry of Roger Blackmore, Carlos Whittaker, Lee McDerment & Dave Kraft at MKCC. Amazing!
  • Lost a stone in weight and been pretty good at keeping it off!
And whatever 2014 brings this is my song:

Standing on the promises that cannot fail,
When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail,
By the living Word of God I shall prevail,
Standing on the promises of God.

Standing, standing,
Standing on the promises of God my Saviour;

Standing on the promises I cannot fall,
Listening every moment to the Spirit’s call
Resting in my Saviour as my all in all,
Standing on the promises of God.

(For anyone reading this from Cairnbulg AOG, I can always here old Obie singing out loud when see that song)


Thursday, March 14, 2013

50



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Friday, February 15, 2013

Goodbye William....for now!

I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let's face it, friends make life a lot more fun. - Charles R. Swindoll
Today I got the news that one of my handful of friends had left this world this morning and gone on to take his place in God's heavenly Kingdom.

I first met William Dillon on a September afternoon in 1982. I had just arrived at Bible College at Mattersey Hall, been dropped off by my mum and dad, and feeling alone and a little apprehensive about what was to happen next.

This guy with a broad Irish accent sat down on my bed and started to talk. That was the start of a friendship that would last till today.

I was proud to stand with him as best man on his wedding day and even prouder when he returned the honour in mine.

And man did we have laughs. His turn of phrase brought a smile to my face. I can still here him say with a twinkle in his eye:

"If you can't be good be careful"

"Would you risk it for a biscuit? What would you do for a packet?"

One night while bunking off the Wednesday night college service we visited a night club which was based in an old church that had been converted.

The next morning William was preaching in the students early morning service. He recounted the story about this church that had been turned into a night club without mentioning the fact that we had both been inside it. Then in his Irish brogue said a phrase which was forever associated with him: "Friends the world is creeping into the Churches?"

He was a great preacher and his favourite book from the Bible was always Jonah. He called him The Reluctant Prophet. One of his quotes was:
"Jonah went down to Joppa, he went down into the boat, he went down into the bottom of the boat, He went down into the sea, he went down into the belly of the fish. Friends when you are running from God its a downward path. Only when he looked up and called up did he come up."
There have been huge twists and turns along the journey for both of us but we both had unconditional love and support for each other along the way.

Maybe one of the funniest things is that for two quite opinionated, red blooded argumentative Celts is that we never had a cross word of disagreement between us.

He would rib me continuously for what he thought was my crazy theology. But hey William you have probably now found out I was right all along.

Words really cannot express what you meant to me William. You made a mark in my life that runs very deep and I am forever grateful.
No man is a failure who has friends - Clarence Odbody (Its a wonderful life)
You had many and I am proud to be one. Till we meet again.

Tuesday, August 07, 2012

Transformation

My wife Nicola preaching at MKCC


Discovery Kids Takeover @ MKCC from MKCCpreaching on Vimeo.

Thursday, August 02, 2012

The Underdog


Yesterday I had the honour of attending the memorial service for Pastor E J Shearman. I didn't know well, although he did impact my life greatly, but I wanted to be there for my friend and his son Andrew Shearman.

Among the tributes was a small story that touched my heart and refocused my attention.

EJ, as he was known to many, was pastoring a great growing church in Denton and he heard about a young pastor who was starting out in the ministry. This young minister down the road in Stoke was struggling and on the point of quitting and going back to his trade as a painter and decorator.

EJ an orphan had a great heart for the underdog and disadvantaged set off to Stoke to encourage this fledgling pastor and to talk him into carrying on.

That Pastor was none other than my hero Pastor John Phillips. Pastor Phillips went on to be a giant of a man in the Assemblies of God UK. His prophetic teaching gift was devastating and edifying. He went on with his friend Pastor Shelbourne to build a great church in Lincoln that became an example to many.

After one lecture in Bible College on Theology I was hooked. For the next couple of years I travelled over to Lincoln on Sundays so I could hear him  preach again and again.

So I have one more reason to be thankful to EJ, and a stark reminder to encourage the struggling underdog.

A reminder to my self and other church leaders of a trap that is so easy to fall in to. I see so many people looking for connection and recognition to the "Celebrity" Successful Pastors of the day that can improve your profile. Maybe its time to take a road trip but not to the well known, influential, successful Pastor who can do something for you. But to the Pastor who is struggling on the verge or quitting and by that visit change Jesus Kingdom forever.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

29th May


Many great people were born on May 29th:

1630 - Charles II
1903 - Bob Hope
1917 - John Fitzgerald Kennedy
1956 - La Toya Jackson
1958 - Annette Benning
1967 - Noel Gallagher
1975 - Scary Spice

And Manchester Utd won the European Cup for the first time under great Scot Matt Busby.

But the only year that matters to me is 1992 when Abbie Louise Ritchie entered the world to change our lives forever. 20 years have flashed by.

Somebody should have warned me back then that for the following 20 years i would be saying goodbye to money and hello to grey hairs. But its still worth the journey.

Happy birthday Abbie.