At the New Christian Media Conference ….we were shown this clip in the Twitter seminar which is worth watching….
We were also shown this picture:
After the seminar we were asked the question: What Would Jesus Tweet? WWJT? I wonder….
I’ve been given this to read at a funeral….
You never said I’m leaving
You never said good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knew why
A million times we’ve needed you,
A million times we’ve cried.
If love alone could’ve saved you,
You never would have died.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.
In our hearts you hold a place,
No one else will ever fill.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn’t go alone.
Part of us went with you,
The day God took you home.
Then Jesus took his disciples up the mountain,
and gathering them around him he taught them saying:
Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the meek.
Blessed are they that mourn.
Blessed are the merciful.
Blessed are they who thirst for justice.
Blessed are all the concerned.
Blessed are you when persecuted.
Blessed are you when you suffer.
Be glad and rejoice for your reward is great in heaven
try to remember what I am telling you
Then Simon Peter said,
Will this count?
and Andrew said,
Will we have a test on it?
and James said,
When do we have to know it for?
and Phillip said,
How many words?
and Bartholomew said,
Will I have to stand up in front of the others?
and John said,
The other disciples didn’t have to learn this.
and Matthew said,
How many marks do we get for it?
And Judas said,
What is it worth?
and the other disciples likewise.
Then one of the Pharisees who was present
asked to see Jesus’ lesson plan
and inquired of Jesus
his terminal objectives in the cognitive domain
and Jesus wept.
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
I’ve been sent this link: – http://www.businessballs.com/donotstandatmygraveandweep.htm which means this poem is believed to be by Mary Frye.
The BBC for the last 3 days has been showing a new programme centred on the Nativity. It’s on at 7pm BBC1 as is truely a fabulous telling of the nativity story and tonight is the last installment. It’s been written by Tony Jordan who writes for Eastenders and truely shows the power of the story.
On Sunday I heard Tony Jordan being interviewed by Aled Jones – He described the story as ‘the singularly most beautiful story….WOW….’ He decribes the Shepherd as ‘getting the X factor appearance from the shepherd’s and Joseph only gets a dream….surely this should be the other way round….as he wrote this he got it – the Shepherd’s represent us….they represent me.’
All I can say is thank you for scripting this story in such a wonderful and beautiful way!