One of the down-sides of the bishopping life is a lack of continuity. One constantly drops in on situations and miss the deep-down continuity which parish/congregational ministry brings. I always feel that particularly in Advent and Lent.
So it was good to meet John the Baptist today in Kirriemuir. I doubt if his camel skins would have been enough to keep him warm this morning. His wild man bearing always challenges my desire to organise and strategise.
And Kirriemuir was a good place to be. I didn’t venture into the pulpit – which is one of our most vertiginous. But we had Nicola’s confirmation and a congregation of almost 60 on a freezing cold day. So there’s plenty of Advent hope around.