It has been a
beautiful day today. This afternoon the sun was shining brightly, and although
there was a brisk north-easterly wind it was not too cold for a steady walk.
The trees have not yet turned colour to any great extent, the grass still looks
fresh and green and there was a brightness and clarity about the landscape –
vivid green fields, newly trimmed hedges, the hills dark against a blue sky,
even the whirling turbines on the hillside didn’t look too out of place. God’s
creation is full of beauty and interest and is much more evocative, soothing or
stimulating than any TV set.
I have recently
been reading Garry Williams’ Silent
Witnesses and greatly enjoying it. One place struck me as rather odd. In
talking about styles of worship he refers to those who are apparently stuck in
the 1950’s. But the services of the early 1950’s were very generally
characterised by choirs, solos and testimonies, especially in evening gospel
services. That decade was then considerably enlivened by the influence of Youth
for Christ and the Billy Graham crusades. It was in the 1950’s that some of us,
myself included, reacted against what was perceived to be a rather superficial
and perhaps man-centred approach to worship, with often somewhat of a dash of
sentimentality: ‘I walked in the garden alone, while the dew was still on the
roses…’ or words to that effect. No, we shouldn’t try to ape the ‘50’s’, or any
other period of time. We must be guided by the precepts and principles of the
Word of God.
Last weekend Grace Baptist
Church, Lancaster, remembered with gratitude to God
twenty-five years of Pastor Phil Arthur’s ministry and thirty-one years of the
church’s existence. It was a day to be remembered and, as someone who
ministered in Lancaster
to a group of Christians prior to the founding of the church, I think I can say
that God has been glorified and his name honoured through the witness and work
of the church.