Isn't it funny how things can thoroughly irritate you - like my fellow countryfolks obsession with the fact they cannot cope with snow in the south - but still you don't quite want to run away howling - they are nothing to do with me.
Often I feel that way about the insitutional church - it will wind me up to breaking point and just as I am about to throw an almighty fit something about the good overcomes my anger at the whole thing.
When I watch what goes on - an even when I am fussing about silly things myself - I think God must be having a good giggle - or a big sigh - or sometimes grinding God's fists in frustration. But that, actually, is God's worry - at the end of the day God never runs away howling and that is how the good news comes to us.
So for all out self-frustration and meanness to one another - we have to get on with life as we find it - we can make it better but walking away simply makes a little less love in the pot. Somehow we have to get up and those of us called to speak publicly must take that seriously as a vocation - it is not always about how I feel or how hurt I may be but about the ministry to which we are all called - I am part of the body and so are you - small or large - we must never run away because we think that other people are so different from us that we cannot bear to share a feast at the same table.
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