2 May - A Modern Site of Pilgimage?

 During this week, one of the things I've been doing has been listening to an Audiobook called "Off the Road" by Jack Hitt. I talked about this book a little bit some time ago - it's an account by a decidedly non-Religious American of his experiences following the traditional Pilgrimage Route to Santiago de Compostela. I'm not that far into it, but one thing that is already coming up is the physical demands of the route - he's found himself, hungry and cold, in a tent in the Pyrenees, and taking part in a discussion about blisters with some other pilgrims he's met on the way. He's mused about how the experience of walking the road is very different from those that follow it using motorised transport - which is what our world, these days, seems very much set up to prefer.

Is the physical effort and discomfort an essential part of the experience? Maybe. When you think of some of the moments that are often considered great moments in sport for example, some of the most moving ones are those where you know the person concerned has battled adversity to get where they are. It's the come from behind victory, the training that's gone in over years that's finally paying off, the sight of someone making that last effort with the final part of their endurance. Maybe that means that those who make something hard look easy don't always get the credit! 

I think of Jasmine Paris, with just seconds left, completing the Barkley Marathons, collapsing with exhaustion straight after touching the yellow gate; of Derek Redmond being helped round the track by his Father after being injured at the Barcelona Olympics, but refusing to give up. I think of Sebastian Sawe, at last weekend's London Marathon, becoming the first to run under two hours in a recognised Marathon. Somehow, saying "I drove the Camino" doesn't have the same cachet as "I walked the Camino". 

I drove to the outskirts of London yesterday, on my way to a hotel in Teddington. But this morning, the physical took over. I walked, about a mile and a half, into Bushy Park, where I, together with more than 1700 others, then did a 5K circuit of the park - most of them a lot faster than me! And then, I walked the mile and a half back to the hotel. I do have a blister (not a big one), and I also have completed what in some circles is called the "Bushy Pilgrimage" - I have run at the original site of Parkrun.

Bushy Parkrun started out as a Time Trial for a guy called Paul Sinton-Hewitt and some of his friends - but something about it gathered more and more attention, until now - more than 15 years later - there are events by the hundred in the UK, and others all over the world. Along the way it has developed an ethos that says "All are welcome" - you don't need to be part of a club, you don't need to be fast, you don't even need to be able to run any of it. You just need to be able to get round 5K. You pay nothing to join; your only reward is a sense of achievement, and the ability to buy a Milestone Shirt when you've completed the appropriate number - this was number 99 for me, so the 100 Shirt is within reach. Offering to help occasionally is encouraged and welcomed - the shirt in the picture is my 25 Volunteers shirt, and I'm now up to 39 - but it isn't required.

My fastest ever time, some years ago now, came at Shrewsbury and was a bit over 32 minutes; had I managed that today, there would have been about 1100 runners ahead of me. Instead, it took me about 52 minutes, a mixture of walking and jogging, and I finished in the late 1600s out of a field of about 1750. Nevertheless, no-one criticised me, no-one told me I needed to go faster; I got cheered on by the Marshalls regardless. I heard voices and accents from different places - including people from Australia and New Zealand. There was a convivial atmosphere - people offering to take photos for someone they'd never met and would probably never meet again, and that offer being gladly accepted. For some, this is their regular Parkrun; but there was no hostility towards the probably couple of hundred (or more!) of us joining them for the morning. We were travellers, joining them on this Saturday Morning pilgrimage in West London. 

It's not unheard of people to say "Parkrun is my Church" - and at it's best, I can see similarities. A supportive environment, with no-one told they aren't good enough; people helping out not out of a sense of duty, but because they want it to succeed and grow; a sense of unity and purpose. And now, it's attracting Pilgrims from across the world. Where, I wonder, are the other - often secular - places of pilgrimage in our world today? And how do we, as Christians, engage with them?

26th April - A Quiet Week....

 It's been a relatively quiet week in some ways, and possibly has needed to be. Part of Sabbatical is supposed to be about rest and recuperation, and too packed a programme is likely to cause the odd raised eyebrow!

One of the strange things though is that stepping back from a role like mine isn't easy. I think for me that's one of the differences between a job, and a vocation - being a Minister is not my job, it's who I am, and trying to just stop doing some of those things isn't easy! It's even harder when your work space is in your home, and the place you live is also the area you Minister to - if I go out to walk the dog, you can guarantee I'll bump into people I know. Having been in Great Ayton for five years, I'm known in the community as well as in the churches.

That can make the choice of which church to attend a slightly difficult one as well. If I attend any of "my" churches, I'm to an extent on duty - it's impossible not to hear things, or be told things, about what's going on. If I choose to go to one of the other denominations - well, through involvement in Churches Together, I'm known to some extent there as well. So last Sunday I went to Nunthorpe Methodist. It's impossible to be incognito anywhere in the District to some degree - I was very soon recognised by one or two people that either have links with Ayton as well, or have seen me at events in the District. My colleague Charity was preaching, and as the Super of that Circuit also called in on his way back from another service she might have felt that she was being checked up on! It was themed around the Walk to Emmaus - the passage, set on the evening of the first Easter Day, where two followers of Jesus unknowingly walk with him as their companion as he explains to them the meaning behind all that has happened. Charity talked about journeys - the people we travel with, that Jesus is always on that journey with us, remaining with us - and that spoke into my situation. When I talk of Pilgrimage, in many ways it's really about noticing the journey, noticing the companions on the way, trying to work out what God is saying to me along the road. 

Which in a way brings me to Friday, and a journey I made with some new companions. I'd noticed on one of the local Facebook Groups that someone had set up a specific Mens Walking Group - part of an organisation called Men Walking and Talking - a few weeks ago, and with it being a nice evening - and me needing the exercise - I went along. There turned out to be about ten of us, and we walked for just under an hour and a half, including up to the Bluebell Field below Roseberry Topping. The aim of the group seems to be similar in some ways to the Mens' Sheds that have sprung up in some areas - just an opportunity for men to get together around a shared activity and to promote some friendship and conversation. It can become a vexed question as to whether men-only spaces are a good thing - but this is trying to address what actually I think can be a problem, which is that us blokes aren't always good at getting together unless it's around something to do, and that can lead to some men feeling rather isolated. Women are often far more comfortable meeting up for a coffee and a chat - it's far less common amongst men, and so having something to do is the excuse to get together. I can't say that I had any deep and meaningful conversations specifically - I was too busy catching my breath after the climb up the hill - but I do think I'll be back alongside those particular companions in future weeks. Just not this one though; next Friday will see me travelling ready to take on Bushy Parkrun - completing, as the Running Challenges site puts it, the Bushy Pilgrimage. It won't be fast, and I won't look pretty - I'll probably be walking most of it and it will take close to an hour - but I'll have done it! 

18th April - Almost a Week in....

.... so what have I been up to so far?

It's been an odd sort of week in a way, as some plans have come together but not necessarily how I expected. In particular, I now know when I will be visiting the place I first lived - the second week of May - but the thing that has meant this is that I will be travelling there for a Family Funeral. Sadly, I'm now at that point where it seems the thing that brings people together sometimes is a funeral; this particular side of my family have had quite a hard time of it over the last few years, and this is will be the third time in the last five years that I've travelled down there for this reason. I'm going to make a couple of days of it, before then moving on to the Supers Conference in Oxford.

I'm not going to do a day by day report on the week, but there are a couple of highlights. One was on Sunday, where I had offered to help out with the local Junior Parkrun at Hemlington Lake. I've done and volunteered at Parkrun quite a bit (97 runs and 37 volunteers), but this was my first experience of Juniors; this is partly because it's always on a Sunday, and for some reason I'm usually busy! Technically, I could have been helping out there before then going on to lead a service - as it's usually done and dusted well before 9:30 - but anyone who has seen me dashing in with about 10 minutes to go will know that being ready enough early enough to help is not me! Juniors was a wonderful experience though; Parkrun is about including and encouraging, and that goes double for Juniors! I enjoyed cheering on the about 20 youngsters as they came past my marshalling point, a couple of the younger ones even wanted a high five from me, and it felt well worthwhile. I'm already down to help out again, and I think I'll probably be doing a few more over the next three months.

Tuesday saw me spending most of the day sitting in front of the Computer, as there was a day of training as part of the New Supers Course; but possibly the highlight of the week was myself and Fiona going away for the night in Helmsley. With the "Children" now both officially adults (21 and 18!) we went and stayed, had a meal, and wandered around the town before returning home to the delight of the dog.

In some ways it was also an opportunity to do a little reconnaisance; starting and ending in Helmsley is the St Aelred's Pilgrim Trail, set up by the local churches. I was already aware of the trail, and someone had picked up and given me the Guidebook for Walkers and Pilgrim Passport. I now know where to find the stamp for the Passport in All Saints Helmsley, though I did resist the temptation to mark it off!

There were quite a few resources about Pilgrimage around All Saints, and the card in the picture was one that particularly spoke to me as I explore: "Finding Where We Belong". In some ways, I belong nowhere: I've lived in so many different places that I'm not sure how to answer the question "Where are you from", because in many ways it depends on what you mean! For the last five and next five years, that's the Stokesley Circuit, but it's been many other places over the years as well. I've always tried in Ministry to try and enjoy being in the place where I am; maybe that means that rather than belonging nowhere, the answer to "Where I Belong" is "Wherever I am" - or, "Wherever God places me." 

Sabbatical 2026 Starts Here....

 Well, it's been a long time coming (seven years in fact), but the time for my Sabbatical has arrived. Officially as of Monday 13th April 2026, I will be released from my regular Ministerial Duties for three months to do... what exactly?

There are more ways of having a Sabbatical than there are people taking them, but in the Methodist Church the idea is that once every seven years you're given the opportunity to spend that time doing something different - ideally, something that will refresh you spiritually, giving you a break but also hopefully an oppourtinity to explore something different that will enrich both yourself and the churches that you will be returning to. You're not supposed to treat it as a three month holiday - although rest and recuperation is part of what it's there for.

My first Sabbatical, back in 2019, saw me looking at Cinema and Theology. So yes, in a way it was an opportunity to go to the pictures - but I did some academic reading as well, and reflected briefly on what I as a Christian Minister noticed in the films I watched. It was interesting to watch for example the Elton John film Rocket Man; he literally starts the movie checking into Rehab dressed in a Devil Costume, and ends it dressed in pure white singing "I'm Still Standing!" Or there was the Rob Brydon film "Swimming with Men" - not much remembered, hardly a classic, but enjoyable enough and with that arc of redemption in it that always takes me back to the story of the Prodigal Son in Luke 15. 

So what am I doing this time?

Well, some things are still happening and need me, regardless of Sabbatical. I'm continuing with the New Superintendent's Course for example, and will be attending one of the Super's Conferences that the Methodist Church runs every year; I'll also be travelling to Queens in Birmingham to meet with them ahead of our Probationer Deacon arriving in the Circuit from September.

My main focus though is going to be about Pilgrimage. I want to engage with it, go on some Pilgrimage Trails, but also think about my own personal journey. I intend to go to places where I have lived and worked, and reflect on the places and people that have shaped me. I intend to do some reading and listening around the subject - one of the books being the one there's a picture of here, "The way under our feet" by Graham B. Usher. I also want to explore other kinds of Pilgrimage - one of them being to go to Bushy Park, the site of the original Parkrun, and take part in it - something that's described by some as doing the Bushy Pilgimage! 

And there will be other things too along the way. I'm going on a Retreat at Wydale Hall. I'm intending to visit Epworth for a Guided Walk described as "The Wesley Way". And there are some other, more personal things that I'm planning to do - such as booking a day's tuition in Woodturning.

I'm intending to update this Blog once or twice a week, so if you want to  keep up to date - just keep an eye on https://tellingchurchstory.blogspot.com/ and you can see how I'm getting on!

God Bless

Rob

A Holy Week Labyrinth at Great Ayton - April 2025

What’s all this about?

During Holy Week, we've got a Labyrinth that anyone can come and use as a Prayer Aid over this special time. The idea is to walk the Labyrinth and pray as you walk. We have suggestions on the Window for each day of Holy Week - but if you prefer to use it in your own way, feel free!

Is this a new thing?

It might not be something you've come across very often, but Christians have used Labyrinths as Prayer Aids for centuries; one of the most famous is in the Cathedral at Chartres, France, and is believed to have been in use since the 13th Century. Ours is a lot smaller and less complicated!

How do I use it?

Easy! You can’t get lost – it forms one continuous path from start to centre, despite all the twists and turns. This is the difference between a Maze and a Labyinth - there's just the one path you can take. The idea is to pray while walking the path, following the journey to the centre, and then turn and retrace your steps to the beginning. There are many ways to pray while walking a Labyrinth! 

Where's it from?

The Labyrinth itself was made by Revs Rob and Fiona some years ago. 

The Prayer Suggestions offered here are based on those produced by Eileen R. Campbell-Reed, originally for Glendale Baptist Church in Nashville, Tennessee, in 2006 - you can find more information (and sign up to download a copy) here. For each day from Palm Sunday to Easter Day, there is a reading from the Bible, followed by suggestions of what to consider as you walk, and what you may like to pray about. They are however only suggestions – feel free to walk the Labyrinth and pray however you choose.

 

Christmas Day: O come, all ye faithful

 The final day! Today's angel is the other one from my Hand-Carved Nativity Set:

Christmas Day, the waiting is over, and the time to celebrate has come. Across the world, voices will be raised, and the invitation is made to all who believe to join together in worshipping the one that has come for our sakes. Sing, choirs of angels! We add our voices to theirs and with all who have ever answered the call of Jesus: "O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord!"

Day 24 - Angels from the realms of glory

 Today's Angels are the final set from the White House School!

The angels, the shepherds, the Sages, Simeon and Anna in the temple; this carol gathers them into one, joining in the praise of Christ. The final verse, written later, though, is something to remember: "Though an infant now we view him, he shall fill his Father's throne" - we worship not a baby in a manger, but the Son of God, reigning with the Father, and the Holy Spirit - "Every knee shall then bow down"