Post I.T

My lap top has died, it is no more, thats according to the Postman. What has he got to do with it you ask. Well, in a former life he was an IT whizz kid, I’m not sure how he came to be trudging about the Lochs and Glens of Mid Argyll with the post ,but his knowledge of the computer kind is wonderful. I must admit I usually try to avoid him. Many times he has remonstrated with me about the address some people put on our mail. Often the word Manse is missing, but as I tried to explain, I didn’t actually addtess them myself, but he’s having none of it and tells me to get in touch with the sender!
Once when my son was staying, his dog greeted our postie with great gusto, being very pleased to see him. This did not go down well either, the dogs affection was unwanted, mind you I couldn’t blame him but he’d arrived early and I thought that I had time to let it run in the garden for a bit.
So I was surprised ,yesyerday, when the man arrived with a fistfull of post, to see him smiling. On Saturday I got tough with the Rev. and his hoarding and emptied the garage. The contents that had to go to the tip were piled in the front garden. Among the broken chairs , broken bird feeders, two pairs of wheat filled foot warmers (unopened but now sprouting!), old bicycle parts and general rubbish was the remains of my computer that moved with me when I married the clergyman 2 years ago.
The Posties’ eyes lit up, “Can I have that ? “, he cried looking very excited. “Of course” I said throwing in a few other bits. The Rev. thought this a good time to ask him if he would look at my defunct laptop too. He seemed only too pleased. It did turn out ,however, that nothing could be done, so he is keeping that for parts too.
Perhaps now our relationship will be more friendly. It’s great when you find a way to get to know someone .

I shall be off air a bit while I get my heart fixed next week. Hopefully I shall have something interesting to write about the experience!


Filthy Rich or Dirt Poor?

“As soon as the coin in coffer rings, the soul from purgatory springs.” This phrase attributed by some to the time of Martin Luther , sprang to mind when I thought about the Christmas Card which I mentioned in the previous post, where the sender had written “The rich buy forgiveness”.  This is where, in Luther’s day, he felt that the church had come unstuck.

I have read quite a few biographies of great men and women in the church. I waded my way through John Calvin, couldn’t put down John Wesley (so to speak) and found Luther  very personable and his story as exciting as any good novel. His life was a roller coaster and to my surprise so relevant to todays’ society. I’ve always been inspired by the “Greats”,  Hudson Taylor, Elizabeth Fry , Amy Carmichael,Arthur Matthews and a late old friend Dr. Rupert Clarke, to name but a few. It is a faith boost to read about what God did in the lives of these people and how they served him.

Going back to Luther, he was having a problem with the Pope,who was  trying to finish building St. Peter’s Cathedral, mainly through promoting the buying of forgiveness for the sins of your dead relatives. This among other things really got Luther in a lather. You could also  buy forgiveness for sins you had not yet committed thus making the death and resurrection of Jesus pointless.

The Church all over Europe was in a state of array. ”  All church offices were for sale. You could buy a bishopric for your relative and they would make a special exemption.

Everybody knew this. It took  someone like Luther to stand up and say, “Enough.” He ran a very real risk of being burned alive, and in the end it was a very close thing.” But I’ll let you read about it for yourself.But Within 20 years, all of northern Europe had joined in the Reformation.

So that was where the remark on the Christmas Card took me. God thankfully paid the price for our sin, and no matter whether we are filthy rich or dirt poor as far as our pecuniary state goes, we cannot buy forgiveness. Nor do we need too , the recognition that Jesus died for each of us is enough, followed by our committing our lives to him.

As we start a New Year, we need more Luthers ,Wesleys, Hamiltons, folk who will stand up for what we believe , they weren’t famous when they started out, but  they had faith, and couldn’t keep quiet about it.

If you do nothing else this year ,read about the life of one of the “biggies”,  and I hope it will inspire you and increase your faith.

Happy New Year!