My days over the past few weeks have been crowded. A Baptism, two funerals, two concerts and a destination wedding have certainly kept me out of mischief. We arranged a Baptismal service for the proud parents of an active adventurer who crawled all over the church and delighted in making a splash with the water in the Baptismal font.
It’s great to get families together under one roof to celebrate new beginnings. After the service I was able to make good use of the Mossop Library and track the obituary of Rev. Hodges – one time President of Conference – and distant relative of the baby I baptised. This was a life-giving moment.
Our city felt the disappointment of the shutdown of the Cycle Tour and has rallied as one to the plight of the victims of the fire which swept through Hout Bay. I had seen the black pall of smoke darken the skyline on the Saturday morning on my way to a regular breakie on the coast. The gale force South Easter was unstoppable. Now on HUMAN RIGHTS DAY all is calm and I am preparing for something new in the “burbs”.
This afternoon John Frans and BUSY BOY are heading over the green curtain to the Bergvliet Methodist Church. We’ve been invited to parachute our Music@Mossop experience into the Southern Suburbs. Our themed focus is on HUMAN RIGHTS. It’s a celebration of story and song as we unlock some of the hidden treasures of our hymnody. We seek to bring the real world into the church. What better way to SING THE FAITH on a day that changed the direction of this country?
Even though Sunday was part of a manufactured long weekend, Mossop was packed with worshipers who came to examine the significance of their steps through LENT 2017. We highlighted Conflict and Suffering as real challenges on the Way of the Cross. During the service a member of the congregation presented stunning pictures of a recent trip to the Kruger National Park and John Frans played background music.
He is such a talent! I loved the way he created a “rumble” on the keyboard whenever the Lion appeared.
In the afternoon Arlene and I (together with our close friends) visited the Proposal Project for the development of the Foreshore and hurried off to the LABIA
to see the movie “Lion” – a true story out of India, of a child lost, adopted and re-united with his mother. I could see it again!
I had no less than 6 requests to officiate at marriages celebrated on Saturday. Those who approached me first, got the nod. Happily Arlene joined me and turned into my perfect SATNAV! I got horribly lost in the heart of Robertson (a two hour drive from Cape Town) and felt stressed as the clock clicked toward the 4.30 p.m. start time. The destination wedding took place at the Pat Busch Mountain Reserve in the middle of vineyards, surrounded by majestic mountains and under a sprawling old oak tree.
Acorns even landed on my head! I picked one up, examined it carefully and mused at the way in which “love grows and deepens with the years”. Sometimes we can crowd out our days with “BUSY ness”. When we stop, pause, reflect and make the connections – something happens. We find balance and get ready for New Life (Springtime). It’s the EQUINOX: Equal Day and Equal Night.
For some, the night time of LOSS is tangible. Two funerals in one day on Friday drove home the reality for BUSY BOY.
Here in Cape Town we wait for winter and look forward to much needed rain. In the Northern hemisphere SPRING arrives. BUSY BOY or not, life is all about find the BALANCE.