Good, Good Friday
April 9th, 2007We had some family and friends over for what could be called our first spritual gathering that we have hosted since moving to Melbourne.
It was a simple affair with 13 of us in all - we sat round in a group having great conversation until we pulled out the Easter eggs. We were following a tradition that we thought was Bulgarian, but turned out to be following in most of middle Europe, where hard boild, died eggs are held in hand, and then an attempt is made to hit it against some-one elses egg, and crack theirs without cracking your own. I lost. Twice.
We followed this up with an idea stolen from Andew Jones where I read some words of Jesus over the music and video called Glósóli by Sigur Ros. It was quite impacting, although I did skip over some of the verses accidentally. We then broke some bread and drank some wine.
Louisa had prepared a big, big salmon, which we then shared, eating, talking and drinking into the night.
My Friend, John, turned up with a copy of The Age, and on the front cover, leading into a full page was a great article on some Emerging Church happenings in Melbourne. Featured was Urban Seed, a community that we have been a little involved in over the past six months.
