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TWENTY FIRST SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST

6th November 2011


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THE BLUES

A five dollar note feeling blue met a sunny fifty dollar note. "Hey, where have you been?" asked the five dollar note. "I haven't seen you round for a while." The fifty dollar note replied, "I've been here and there, you know, hanging out at the casino and places like that. I went on a cruise in January, around the Pacific islands and then around the Caribbean, then back home, where I went to a couple of football games, did some shopping, the movies, that kind of stuff, never a dull moment. So how about you?" The five dollar note sighed and replied, "Just the same old stuff: church, church, church!"



THIS, THAT

AND THE OTHER (21)

Andrew Neaum

I have been resident in Australia for twenty six years. This means that I have now lived longer here than anywhere else in the world. My time in Rhodesia and Zimbabwe lasted for about twenty five years, and during that time there was a year and a half in England teaching, and two years and a half studying in South Africa.

 

A new citizen

With this in mind, a few months ago I decided to apply at last for Australian citizenship. It proved to be remarkably easy compared to the hugely complicated business of applying for a provisional Permanent Resident Visa for Diana. After submitting my application forms and certified copies of this, that and the other, I was phoned after but a few weeks by a friendly man with a strong Indian accent. He told me that all was well and that I would soon be receiving a letter from Canberra informing me of the approval of my application.

 

He went on to ask me why I had waited so long to apply. I told him that it was a mixture of idleness and inertia, which raised a chuckle. I then asked him if I would have to undergo the Australian Citizenship Test and he replied, "Oh no, there will be no need, we respect senior citizens far too much for that!" It was my turn to chuckle.

 

Ambivalence

Oddly, when I am in England I feel happily Australian and when in Australia happily English. In the United Kingdom I support Australian sporting teams, in Australia English ones. This ambivalence might be supposed to derive from uncertainty as to my identity and confusion as to exactly where I belong, perhaps arising from an early childhood spent in a variety of outlandish places. However I suspect it has more to do with a hard to account for, but deep-rooted perversity and scepticism in me that finds it easier and more comfortable to define myself by opposition rather than by belonging.

 

A born sceptic I tend to dabble in and worry myself frazzled in the writings of atheists in order to be assured of and hold on to God. I appreciate his likely presence by dwelling on his undoubted absence. I love paradox.

 

Pullulating timidly

Needless to say then, my favourite piece of Australian verse is not a rollicking bush ballad, nor a patriotic jingle like our less than admirable national anthem. Rather it is A. D. Hope's famous poem "Australia", expressive of an ambivalent, subtle, understated love of his native land that arises out of and also in spite of a clear-sighted, honest, critical disdain:


                                                            .....her five cities, like five teeming sores,

                                                          Each drains her: a vast parasite robber-state

                                                          Where second hand Europeans pullulate

                                                          Timidly on the edge of alien shores.

 

                                                         Yet there are some like me turn gladly home

                                                         From the lush jungle of modern thought, to find

                                                         The Arabian desert of the human mind,

                                                         Hoping, if still from the deserts the prophets come,

 

                                                          Such savage and scarlet as no green hills dare

                                                         Springs in that waste, some spirit which escapes

                                                         The learned doubt, the chatter of cultured apes

                                                         Which is called civilization over there.

 

Exercising the vote

Once I am pledged I will be required to vote. I have never voted in my life. My few years as an adult teacher in England did not coincide with an election. Nor was I ever a Rhodesian or Zimbabwean citizen in all my years as a resident there.

 

Will my first trip into a polling booth be as exciting to me as it was for all those long- deprived, black South Africans after the fall of apartheid? When it comes to voting in local government elections, will I be able to resist the blandishments of Mr Muto?

 

Walnuts once more

The walnut tree is covered with little green walnuts, and the cockatoos regularly send spies overhead to monitor their edibility. We eye them similarly ourselves because Diana has a Canadian/Greek daughter in law, Olga, who has introduced her to a Greek recipe for delicious, sugar-glazed, green walnuts (Glyko Karythi). We hope this year to beat the cockatoos to the immature nuts and work wonders with them.

 

This week we used nuts collected over the last few years to make walnut marzipan again. We wrap it around date and walnut cake to eat as a dessert with natural yoghurt and home made lemon curd. A curious but delicious combination of flavours and textures.

 

You can of course pickle green walnuts. However, like pickled eggs, they rarely live up to expectations, being too mouth puckeringly vinegary.

 

Down by the riverside

Last Sunday Diana and I enjoyed a splendid meal and the excellent company of the Murchison and Rushworth folk. After a pleasing Eucharist in the lovely Murchison church there were tasty nibbles in the church hall over a cuppa, then many of us made our way to the home of Robert and Heather Smith, which is set on the edge of the woodlands that flank the Goulburn river and which are alive with the calls of birds.

 

On every fifth Sunday the two congregations get together for a single service followed by an excellent meal in someone's home. There is an open invitation to all of us for these, the more the merrier. The cost is usually $20 and for catering purposes numbers need to be phoned in. So when notice of one such feast is given in this pew sheet, do take up the offer. The Fennels joined us last Sunday and were royally welcomed. A lovely day.


House blessing and Islam

On Melbourne Cup day Diana and I went to bless the fine new home of Handson and Lynett Nhanhanga on Verney Road North. The house blessing service I have refined and developed over the years is lovely, full of good biblical quotes and fine prayers. With young Comfort sprinkling the holy water, and robust little Blessing in his Dad's arm, it was pleasing to note that the word "blessing" and the word "comfort" both occur in the service, a fact noted by an alert Comfort. It was good too to bless a kitchen in full use, emitting delicious aromas to blend exotically with the incense. After a lovely meal we dashed off home to consider Islam in the good and lively company of our study group.

 

Next week's study will be the last until after Christmas. Diana and I head for New Zealand on the 14th of November for two weeks. We will reconvene the group to finish the course early enough to complete it well before Lent.

 

Daily journals

One of the most amusing facets of applying for Diana's permanent residence was the need to explain our relationship, and to give an account of its history. Mere friendship began twenty seven or eight years ago, and as proof of this we turned to my daily journal of the time. There we discovered not only compli-mentary comments about Diana and her family, but also rather less flattering ones, to her amusement and my embarrassment. Diana, Michael, Pula and Martha arrived on the island of St Helena in 1984. On July 31st my journal contains the following: "On Sunday though cold, to the Houghton's after St Martin's for what proved to be a very pleasant afternoon. Still think they are excellent..... roast chicken but with little imagination or finesse and bread and butter pudding - bottle of wine and sherry before. Went walk in afternoon round Mundens....." As Diana points out, she was feeding our family of five with her's of four after a morning involved at their church which included managing a Sunday School in her vicarage with sixty children. We were lucky to receive a cooked meal at all, with or without finesse!

 

A first journal

The first most personal, perhaps lurid and certainly most interesting journal I ever kept was when I was teaching in London in the very early seventies.

 

It was a time when I was courting a very Roman Catholic girl, was teaching in a succession of truly terrible schools and re-discovering the Christian faith. My faith, though not my attendance at church, had been sorely tried and all but shelved during my last years at school and right through university. I imagined at the time that it was reason and intellect that brought on my doubt. The wisdom that comes with maturity, coupled with hindsight, suggests the more probable cause to have been a combination of libido and hedonism.

 

Sadly I destroyed my first journal in a fit of timidity. I feared that it might reveal too much of what lay behind "the face that we prepare to meet the faces that we meet". Certainly I could not bear the thought of any unauthor-ised person reading it. So the record of one of the most significant periods of my life has gone for ever. I regret this enormously. I would love to make again the acquaintance of the man I used to be.

 

Cold water

The man I used to be was one who in an unlikely bed-sitter in Chiswick had at that time a most significant religious experience. He also had a kindly landlady who expected him to bath only once a week and who turned off the hot water for the duration of summer.

 

So perhaps it was cold water that doused my libido and hedonism sufficiently to allow faith to re-emerge and recapture me. If so it was cold water combined with listening to the singing of Psalm 37 on a cold weekday afternoon in Westminster Abbey choir stalls: "Fret not thyself because of the ungodly...." If so it was cold water combined with attendance at the Eucharist and evening Benediction in the smoking, gold-glittering gloom of All Saints' Margaret Street. If so it was cold water combined with a religious experience that came upon me as I was kneeling by the maroon bedspread-covered, narrow pallet of my tiny bed-sitter and reciting the Sanctus at the end of a poor attempt at prayer. As I did so I was overcome by a sensation of light and heat and a sureness of God's reality and presence.

 

After many vicissitudes these experiences led me to an ACCM Conference in Woking, to a theological college in South Africa, to a diaconate and first curacy in Salisbury, Rhodesia, to a rectorship in Gatooma in Rhodesia which while I was there became Kadoma in Zimbabwe, then on to a vicarship and archdeaconry on the Island of St Helena in the South Atlantic Ocean and then to four rectorships in Victoria, Australia.

 

How stupid to destroy a journal that recorded the beginning of all of that!

 

Celebrating Rectory life

Since my time in London I have kept journals intermittently, and for the past ten years regularly, but no journal has ever been allowed to be too personal. I remember once reading an edition of Evelyn Waugh's journals. After making some more than usually outrageous statement he would add in brackets "future editor please expunge that comment", or words to that effect. My private journals also take account these days of possible future readers, authorised or unauthorised. I am careful and so nowhere near as interesting as I might otherwise be.

 

Like Waugh's journals, this diary column in the parish pew sheet, much of the raw material for which is extracted from my private journal, has an editor, myself, who all too readily expunges anything truly outrageous. My purpose is to celebrate priest-hood, parsoning, parish-life and pastoring, rather than to startle or dazzle.

 

In 1972, a large, jovial, big-bellied Arch-deacon at my Selection Conference in Woking said to us all at the end of the Conference that he had been a parish priest for thirty eight years, and that to be one had been the most interesting, glorious, and varied of privileges and vocations that could ever be. I could not agree more.


CONGRATULATIONS

Birthdays:

Kath Grills                                            8th Nov

Frank Harder                                        12th Nov

Wedding Anniversaries:

Rosemary & Norm Mitchelmore          6th Nov

Iris & Charles Grant                              7th Nov

John & Jennifer Pleming                      11th Nov

 

CHARITY CARD & GIFT SHOP

Scot's Church Hall, Cnr. Fryers & Corio St.

Opening Hours:-    9.30am - 4.30pm Monday - Friday.

                              9.30am - 12 noon on Saturdays


FATHER JOHN AND FAITH MARSH

Fr John Marsh takes the Eucharist on Wednesday 9th. Come along to the service and stay for a cuppa and chat with him and Faith.


FRIENDSHIP GROUP

The Friendship Group meets on Nov 15th at 2pm. Special guests: John & Faith Marsh. All welcome.


EVENING GUILD

The Evening Guild meets on Nov. 17th at 1.30pm for the Eucharist with a Meeting to follow.


"SUNDAYS @ 5"

The alternative worship service is tonight at 5.00pm in the Narthex it will be a Taizé style, reflective meditative service.


CALENDARS

The Anglican Calendars have arrived so if you have ordered one please pick it up from the office .


GRIEF SUPPORT - "MOVING ON"

A Dinner Meeting on Nov 8th at 6.30pm in the Narthex. The Guest speaker is Helen Mathieson, who is the Admissions Co-Ordinator for Shepparton Villages. Her topic: "Taking Control". Please put your names on the list on the Narthex table for catering purposes. All Welcome.


QUIET DAY

Saturday 10th December 10am – 3.30pm St Paul's church/hall Rushworth. All parishioners are invited to take a break from the Christmas frenzy in a beautiful setting to refresh and re-create through periods of silent reflection. The day will start with morning tea and conclude with the Eucharist. Please BYO lunch (just for yourself although we can eat as a group), a chair if you want to sit outside, something to read or just yourself.


CAROL SERVICE

We are beginning to practice for our Carol Service which is likely to be on Thursday the 15th of December. Anyone who would like to join us for this most enjoyable and worthwhile sing, come along on Thursdays at 6.00pm to practise.

 

POST MORTEM

The final meeting of the Parish Fair and Garden Party Planning Group will be held on Thursday 10th November at 4.00pmin the Narthex. Please come We would appreciate your suggestions for the future: "what went right" and "what could be even better".

 

EDUCATION FOR MINISTRY

 – would you like to join us to deepen your understanding of the links between life, God, the bible and your faith? Our EfM group has had another wonderful year – we've learned and laughed lots! We've been at capacity this year and could run two groups next year if there is enough interest. You need no formal theological training, just an interest in reflecting on what is happening in your life and where this is touched by the story of God's people. It is NOT training for ordination, it is NOT asking you to DO more and it is SO MUCH MORE than Bible study (just ask any of the current EfM group)! EfM is a learning community that facilitates you coming to know God better as He acts in your life and through the ministry that you are already doing. For more information, ask Helen hmalcolm@bigpond.com, Victoria heeno@bigpond.com, Heather in the office, or any of the current group: Carole, Heather F, Heather P, Linda, Bev., Joan, John or Kate. Deadline for letting Helen know if you'd like to join us next year is 18th December.


EfM MISSION STALL

Sunday 20th November at the Craft Market: in the Queen's Gardens:The EfM group is to run a stall to raise money to support our parish's mission giving through ABM for water and education projects in the Philippines. We will be selling handmade craft items such as bookmarks, beads, novelty pencils, Christmas decorations etc. and there will be a raffle. We would encourage parishioners to assist us by supplying new/as new craft items of paper/wool/cloth/ wood/pottery eg baby clothes, soft toys etc. and also by patronising the stall on the day. Raffle prizes: 1st prize: $100 shopping voucher; 2nd prize: set of 4 coffee cups and saucers; 3rd prize: potted plant; 4th prize: lady's pamper pack. Tickets $1 from anyone in the EfM group. For more information contact Helen or Heather in the office.


READINGS NEXT WEEK

Judges 4:1-10, 14-25, Thessalonians 5:1-11


FOR THE DIARY

Nov 6th                            Sundays@5/Alternative worship service

Nov 8th                            "Moving On" Grief Support Dinner Meeting

Nov 12th                          Wedding 2pm

Nov 15th                          Friendship Group 2pm/Narthex

Nov 17th                          Evening Guild/Eucharist & Meeting 1.30pm

Nov 19th                          Wedding 1pm

Nov 19th                          Wedding 3pm

Nov 26th                          Wedding 2pm

Dec 3rd                            Women's Breakfast

Dec 10th                           Parish Quiet Day

Dec 10th                           Men's Breakfast

Dec 10th                           Wedding

Dec 15th                           Carol Service

Dec 16th                          Concert: Sempre Cantare

Oct 20th                           2012 Parish Fair and Garden Party


Duties for 6th November 2011

Readers 8.30                    Victoria Heenan, John Wellman

Readers 10.30                  Nancy Noonan, Charlotte Brewer

Servers 8.30                     Beth Brewer, Michelle Woodyard

Servers 10.30                   Rick, Sam & Braden Coates

Intercessors                      Pat Griffin, Andrea Fisher

Euc. Assts 8.30                John Griffin, Bev Condon

Euc. Assts 10.30              Jenny Pleming, Joe Fernandez

Welcomers 8.30               Eileen Quaife, Anita Saville

Welcomers 10.30             Jenny Moran, Frank Steen

Sidespeople 8.30             Trevor Batey, Joy Campbell

Sidespeople 10.30            Jenny Moran, Charlotte Brewer

Tea 8.30                           Gwyn Cowland

Welcoming Table            Beverley Walsh

Mowing                         Margaret & Brendan Carroll

Altar Linen/Nov              Ella Egan


Duties for 13th November 2011

Readers 8.30                    Jeanette Smith, Norm Weaver

Readers 10.30                  Verna Pestell, Greg Pestell

Servers 8.30                     Michelle, Beth

Servers 10.30                   Greg, Eve, Grace

Intercessors                      Norman Weaver, Children

Euc. Assts 8.30                Bev Condon, Heather Fitzgerald

Euc. Assts 10.30              Greg Pestell, Christine Evans

Welcomers 8.30               Gwen Betson, Shirley Dean

Welcomers 10.30             Sandra Simonis, Nola Brewer

Sidespeople 8.30             Joe Pearson, Norman Mitchelmore

Sidespeople 10.30            Nola Brewer, Mitch Macheda

Tea 8.30                           Val Bambrook

Welcoming Table            Dorothy Cook

Mowing                           none this week

Altar Linen/Oct               Ella Egan


REQUESTS FOR PRAYER

Nicole Ackland, Margaret Aldous, Alan & Hilary Akers, Liam Bognar, Joy & Ian Carmen, Ross & Helen Dainton, Anna and Heather Fitzgerald, Beryl Goodfellow, Frank Harder, Katherine Holt, John & Kate Horder,Elsie Lieschke,Olive Paez, Margaret Kidman, Albert Oxenbury, Val Rose, Ethel & George Rumble, Patricia Sparkes, Peter Swindells, David, Peter, Val, David & Judith, Kaye, Pat, Lewis.

 

Rest in Peace: Bill Stagg

 

Anniversaries: Jessie Mitchelmore, William Elliott 6th, Doreen Hamer, Gwenda Brown 7th, Valerie Church 8th, Verna Green 9th, Dick Philp, Peter Davis 10th, Patricia Lbrahim, Dick Turner 11th, Horace Peston, Alice Warren 12th.


THIS WEEK IN THE PARISH

 

Monday 7th November (Rector's day off)

  7.45am            Mattins & Eucharist - Lady Chapel

 

Tuesday 8th November

  7.45am            Mattins & Eucharist - Lady Chapel

11.00am           Shepparton Aged Care

11.00am           Social Responsibilities meeting/Library

 6.30pm            Grief Support Dinner Meeting/Narthex

  7.30pm           Islam Study - Rectory

 

Wednesday 9th November

  7.45am            Mattins only - Lady Chapel

10.00am           Eucharist - St Augustine's

12.30pm          Deanery Meeting - Numurkah

 4.30pm            Vestry Meeting

 5.30pm            Hospice meeting

 6.00pm            EfM - Roz's Room

 

Thursday 10th November

  7.45am            Mattins & Eucharist - Lady Chapel

10.00am           Eucharist - Mercy

11.00am           Eucharist- Ave Maria

11.00am           Eucharist - Harmony

 4.00pm            Parish Fair post mortem meeting - Narthex

  5.30pm           Choir Practice - St Martin's Chapel

 

Friday 11th November

  7.45am            Mattins & Eucharist - Lady Chapel

  5.30pm           Wedding Rehearsal

 

 Saturday 12th November (Associate Priest's Day off)

  7.45am            Mattins & Eucharist - Lady Chapel

11.00am           Baptism

 2.00pm            Wedding

 6.00pm            Vigil Eucharist - Lady Chapel

 

22nd Sunday after Pentecost 13th November

  8.30am            Sung Eucharist - St Augustine's

10.30am           Eucharist - St. Augustine's/Kid's Church

  8.45am            Eucharist - St Luke's

10.45am           Eucharist - St. Mary's

  9.00am            Morning Prayer- Rushworth

11.00am           Morning Prayer-Murchison



                        

 

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