Category Archives: Contemplative

So, here’s the plan

A few short months ago, I felt good. I was ahead of the game. Christmas was approaching. I had published my Advent posts. My Christmas blog post was drafted and pretty much ready to go. I had my New Year’s blog post sort of worked out in my mind.

One of the reasons I was getting prepared was because I was taking the first week of January off. I was excited. It’s a long time since I took a week off, and I’ve never done it at New Year. We made last minute plans to spend Christmas with my daughter in Bristol, and then to spend that precious first week of January in York. It had been a very busy few weeks. I was mentally clinging on for the break, and it was good to have my blog planned and mostly sorted.

Then, stuff happened. Family stuff. Most of it was small stuff, but some of it was massive. Someone really important to me was taken ill, and then sadly died. You get the picture. Christmas was not what I planned, and the New Year was a very muted affair. Some of the family live around 350 miles away. In the average year, I drive around 6,000 miles. By the 18th January this year I had already driven 2000 miles. My wife and I are physically and emotionally exhausted.

So much for my plans.

Of course, the Bible says that my plans are not actually what matters. It says that God has a plan for my life.

 Jeremiah 29:6 I know the plans I have for you. Plans to prosper you, and not to harm you..

He has a plan. It’s a good plan. It’s a plan which will do me good, not harm me.  So why, when for the first time in ages I had planned some proper sabbath style downtime, does a good and gracious God throw in a bunch of unexpected and very heavily weighted curved balls and leave me floundering at the start of this new year in an exhausted muddle.

The point is that it often seems that my plan, your plan, our plan, doesn’t always tie in with His. That can be disappointing. That can be frustrating. That can make us angry. But it shouldn’t. It really, really shouldn’t. That’s exactly how He said it would be.

In fact, it just emphasizes the risk of taking one verse out of context and imagining that it’s the whole story. Of course, the verse is true. If you are in Christ, God’s plan for you is perfect. And it is good. It’s very good. But it has more to do with your whole life than with the things you were planning to do next week. God looks at our lives from a very different perspective. He sees whole life differently. His plan for you is eternal. And it is awesome. God gives us the freedom to make our own plans – we’re designed to be able to use our own initiative – but you see nowhere in the Bible does He give me the right to make my own plans and expect them to always work out. That’s not how it works.

I can plan as much as I like, but He will always have the masterplan.

Proverbs 16:9 The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.

So, right now I’m exhausted. I’m a bit low. I’m mourning, and I’m hurting for some of my relatives who are really in pain and experiencing loss right now.

But I’m trusting the Christ who said he would always be with me. I’m trusting a God who will not let me down.

Psalm 138:8: The Lord will fulfil his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever. 

So, you might ask. If I had been so far ahead, where is my well carefully crafted Christmas message? What are my sparkling philosophical reflections for the New Year?

As I said, they’re drafted and ready to go. I’ll publish them next Christmas. I really am ahead of the game!

Changing Seasons – Unchanging God

During a year when we have been blessed with the birth of a grandson, and saddened at the loss of a relative and lifelong friend, I find myself contemplating retirement. All of the above remind me of the passing seasons of life.

Several years ago, I was living in a very rural area in a mobile home. From my front garden, I was blessed with what was without question, one of the best views in West Sussex. It was an awesome place to live. Directly in front of us were the rolling hills of the South Downs and the iconic landmark of Chanctonbury Ring. Chanctonbury is an ancient hillfort which stands on top of the Downs, a mile or two to the east of the village of Washington. It really was a beautiful view. As the light and seasons changed, so the view changed in awesome and infinite ways. There we go – seasons again.

Over the years we were invited to various neighbours, where we would sit in their back garden for barbecues, coffee or drinks. I discovered that by simply moving a few hundred yards to the east or west of our home,  Chanctonbury didn’t look the same. It was recognisably the same place. The changes were subtle, but they made a huge difference.

My relationship with God is important to me. It always has been. It’s part of who I am. Yet as I reflect on the seasons of life I recognise that the world has been constantly changing around me in so many ways. Inevitably, I as I have reacted to the changing world, I have changed too. As I have changed, my relationship with God has changed in subtle but significant ways.

Chanctonbury looks different when I move to someone else’s garden, but it’s still Chanctonbury. It hasn’t changed.

My relationship with God might look or feel different as I move through the seasons of life, but He is still God. He doesn’t change.

‘I, the LORD, do not change.’ Malachi 3:6

‘Jesus Christ is the same, Yesterday, today and forever’ Hebrews 13:8

Silence: A new manifestation of His presence (Psalm 139)

God, Scripture tells us,  promises that he will always be with us.

‘I will never leave you, nor forsake you.’ (Deuteronomy 31:8)

Yet often, God seems far away. Often, God seems silent. Even those of us who have strong faith can feel alone in the silence. Abandoned. Adrift.

I was reminded of Psalm 139, which says ‘Where can I go to escape your presence.’ The Psalm goes on to provide the answer that there is nowhere you can go to escape the presence of His Spirit. It is    everywhere – throughout His creation. This means that whether or not we notice, in spite of the silence, God is closer to us than we can even imagine.

A few years ago, I heard Pete Greig talking about a time when he was facing huge personal challenges. Speaking from a place of profound personal experience he said:

‘There are times when God seems to be silent. But He is not absent. His    silence is a new manifestation of His presence.’ 

(Pete Greig: Speaking at Spring Harvest, Skegness, 2019)

A prayer of St Theresa de Avila
Lord, you are closer to me than my own breath, nearer to me than my hands and feet. Amen