Reflections from the Glebe House
“I was just thinking...
...Isn’t it great that nothing is wasted with God; that all things work for our good”
One of the most difficult periods of my life was when I experienced a serious breakdown in my late 20s whilst working as a social worker in Liverpool. It was a time when I was unable to work, lost all my confidence, sleep deserted me and, dosed up on a huge amount of medication, it felt like God was a million miles away and had abandoned me. I cried out to him to take me out of it all but my prayers, it seemed, hit a brick wall and God totally disappeared! Thankfully, as I gave in to the process, I eventually recovered and was able to return to work. At the time it felt absolutely awful, but in many ways that breakdown was the making of me, setting me off on a journey of self-discovery which eventually led me into counselling work, and later the ordained ministry as I sought to help and walk alongside those experiencing a wide range of difficulties in their lives.
Paul, in Romans 8:28 says: “All things work together for good for those who love God.” And in 2 Corinthians 1:3 he develops this theme: “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the same comfort we ourselves have received from God.” This has certainly been true in my experience and many of the people I have felt most empathy for and been able to help and encourage the most are those who have gone through some of the same difficult life issues (breakdown, divorce, loss of a child etc.) that I myself have.
With God there is a plan and nothing is wasted, even if we often can’t see it that way ourselves when we are in the midst of the storm. What we experience of God in our pain is often used for the benefit of others. Two illustrations from nature may illustrate this. It is misguided to cut open a chrysalis and help the butterfly to escape from its seemingly desperate struggles to emerge, because it is in these struggles that the strength in its wings develops and it is equipped to face the outside world and survive. Similarly, apparently coral-building animals can only live and thrive when they face the open ocean in the highly oxygenated foam of the waves pounding them, rather than sheltering and hiding in the coral reefs they have built.
God never promises to deliver us from pain, but he does promise to be with us as we walk through it. It we submit our lives to God, he will use our struggles and pain not only to strengthen and develop us, but also to deepen our relationships with those who may need our help and encouragement and can relate to us only because of what we ourselves have gone through.
Andy
Rev. Andy Heber
Rev. Carol Harvey and Harry
Dear Parishioners,
As I write this letter to you, Christmas has not yet arrived! By January 1st, who knows what might have happened? Our Lord might have returned! Perhaps that’s not the first thought we have when we look forward to a new year. Do we live in hopeful anticipation of that day, or are we living each day given, in the joyful hope of eternity when our time comes? I think we need to exercise balance here and perspective! I think we are back again to living in the world but not adhering, not being ‘of’ the world. I am reminded of the poem by Wordsworth, “The world is too much with us, late and soon, getting and spending...”
However, the beginning of the year is a time we look back and look forward; that is what “January” means. The month is called after the ancient Roman god of beginnings, transitions, doorways, and time. Famously depicted with two faces looking in opposite directions - one forward, one back. Not that we as Christians should adhere to a pagan tradition, but we should acknowledge that the Christmas we have just celebrated - the birth of the baby Jesus, the incarnation of God in human form, has given us all that second chance, that opportunity to start anew. No better time to examine our lives, see what needs changing and strive, with the grace of God, to do better.
January arrives quietly like a clean page. The noise of celebration fades, and we are left with something holy: the chance to begin again. Scripture reminds us that God’s mercies are “new every morning”, and January makes that promise visible. We do not step into the year perfected, only hopeful.
This month invites us to walk slowly, to listen carefully, and to trust that small, faithful steps matter. Seeds planted now - habits of prayer, kindness, honesty and courage - will grow in seasons we cannot yet see. God does not ask us to carry the whole year at once, only today.
So begin where you are. Offer what you have. And let this first month teach you that beginnings, when placed in God’s hands, are already blessed. As you see those precious snowdrops appearing from the dark soil, be encouraged, let your heart for your God and your creator soar, choose to be renewed by the love and grace of our Lord and Saviour.
May I wish you all a peaceful, healthy and spirit filled new year.
Love,
Carol