A lovely time last week, which saw me at a worship conference at the Cathedral of the Isles on the Isle of Cumbrae. This was put on as a pilot by Ministries Council as they explore reshaping the conference component of our training. The conference itself was led in very chilled out fashion by John Bell - who told us stories, shared his insights and experiences, and got us all thinking and talking. Unlike the usual conference frenzy of sessions and activities, with hosts of speakers on all manner of subjects, this smaller and more sharply defined conference gave time and space to reflect and be, as well as do. I am still chewing on all the food for thought provided, but certainly think that as a way forward for how we learn in our time of training, this really worked very, very well. It also helped that the setting was so scenic and that folk were able to go off and ponder quietly about the island, regroup, and then come back for more.
In the meantime, I am once again ensconced in the halls of New College, working my way through kirk session records, knee-deep in 16th c. fornication, adultery, and drunkenness...and so I plough on with the thesis of doooom.