We're doing the firey furnace this week. There's a fabulous line I had missed up to now: When the three friends are about to face the furnace they say: God will save us, but even if God doesn't, we still won't bow down to you.
That's faith in what God stands for, what God means, a faith in the possibility rather than in the physical existence of someone. I'm quite certain God would prefer us believing in the meaning of the word and its transformative power rather than in God God-self which doesn't change anything.
So we're going to give people a word cloud (wordle) of all the things we stand for: faith sharing, truth, grace, forgiveness etc and for them to circle the words that people have found the world thinks we're fools for trusting them and as a symbol of that we'll ask everyone to crush up their sheets.
We'll collect them in during singing and put them all in a big pan of fire (paper flames). At the end of the service we'll invite folk to come to the fire and take their crumpled sheets out but they will have all changed (secretly during a hymn) to a word cloud similar to Mother Theressa's: hope anyway, journey anyway, believe anyway, trust anyway etc.
We'll still do the belief thing because we believe in the possibility of love's transforming energy. Hope is a weird thing: it tends to make what seems inevitable, less so.
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