Safely settled at the University of Kent. No hot water for us this morning, though — ascetic retreat coming up, then. Lucy and I were delighted to open an eiscopally coloured packet from Church last Sunday and find a Lambeth Survival Kit from our vicar and chaplain. How Handy.
There’s an emergency shot of Swiss Vodka, of course, a copy of the Beano for those long evenings on the fringe, and some Lindt. There's a Cross to remind me what it’s all about really, but best of all, a bag of High Fibre Temptations. These turn out to be Mixed Fruit, nuts and seeds. There’s a sermon in that bag — Mixed nuts that plant seeds bear fruit...
And so, after satisfyingly chunky night prayer, led by members of religious communities, to bed on day 1. Retreat tomorrow.
3 comments:
Encouraging to see a Bishop with a bag of temptations... we are only human after all?
Now THAT is the sign of a good vicar!
I hope the survival kit hasn't felt too necessary!
God bless
Sarah
Stumbled across your blog and thought i would say hi. If only I could fit all my temptations in one bag!
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