Bounces & Cartwheels

Thoughts from a girl who loves life, Jesus and multi-coloured socks

Wide Open Spaces February 27, 2009

Filed under: Life — Vickiadams @ 12:20 am

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Last Saturday we went to Richmond Park for a bit of a pilgrimage. I was shocked because it is so lovely and so close and yet I’ve managed to miss it entirely in the almost-five years I’ve been here. I found myself pulling back from the group a little, the physical space and change of scenery really helped me connect with God, hear his voice and feel his comfort.

One of the (many) things I love about God is his sense of timing. I love the way he chooses to teach us stuff. So like instead of sitting me down in a classroom and speaking from the front, lecture-stylee, he chooses to wait until I’m out in the fresh air, with the warmest sun of the year on my face, where I can take a deep breath and take it all in. He knows what I need and when I need it.

These last few days have felt like significant ones for me… there’s lots of stuff to think through and process, but in it all I’m remembering what it felt like on Saturday to be out in the sun. I’m remembering the feeling of being in a wide open space, I’m remembering what it felt like to encounter the canopy of God’s love over that place.

And I will be going back there.

 

Boiler Room Open Week February 25, 2009

Filed under: Boiler Room, Life, Wandsworth — Vickiadams @ 12:12 pm

The Open Week started brightly on Monday 16th, with a flurry of people helping to set up prayer stations around the Boiler Room. We were joined at lunchtime by four girls from 24-7 Prayer’s ‘Transit’ course, who, after cups of tea and introductions, enthusiastically got stuck in and decorated our prayer room (it looked amazing!).

The Monday evening was phenomenal. We met for a prayer concert, and were joined by a band from Rayne’s Park who led worship sensitively and powerfully. We took part in some creative prayer exercises, and then Lyndall Bywater spoke. The Holy Spirit was really evident and many people were touched.

Tuesdays’ theme was creativity, and we set up lots of different expressions of this around the Boiler Room. Centre of the activity was the main hall, where we were joined by 17 Danish students, who painted, drew, sculpted and learnt about our Boiler Room journey. It was great to meet them, and have them join us as we walked across the Council Chambers, in the heart of Wandsworth Town Hall, to pray with members of the Council Christian Fellowship. It was thrilling and significant to pray in the place where decisions are made that affect the whole borough.

Wednesday was a quieter day, we held our usual XYZ lunch and club (Pensioners church), and the Transit girls helped with the running of the day.

Thursday evening was another high point in the week, where most of our congregation, plus a whole bunch of others, joined us for our first ‘community meal’. Everyone brought something to share, so we ended up with an eclectic yet yummy mix, and there was more than enough for everyone. It was great to eat together, to spend time chatting and getting to know each other better, to just be family with the people we see in church every week, and welcoming others who perhaps we don’t see as regularly. The youth group played board games, everyone else drank a lot of tea, and fun was had by all. We’re definitely going to do this again, there was an openness and vibrancy about the place, and it was a great way to build community.

On Friday, the Social Action team led our Friday food parcels ministry. In the old building we used to just give these out at the door, but we wanted to make the afternoon more welcoming and inclusive. This way, people aren’t just getting a bag of food at the door, but have the opportunity to come in, to spend some time in the warm, to have a shower and a cup of tea, as well as spending time chatting and building relationships. This is a relatively new venture, but, on this day, 34 people came in.

Friday was rounded off with a half night of prayer, where we spent some time worshipping, praying for London and interceding about world situations.

Saturday was the brightest and warmest day of the year so far, an excellent time to embark on our first Boiler Room mini-pilgrimage. We had the pleasure of hosting some visitors from Springboard (24-7 Prayer’s leadership training track), and spent some time telling the Wandsworth story and sharing prayer requests for each other before setting off.

In times past, pilgrims may have used chariots, or walked miles on foot, but in 21st century Wandsworth, there was a certain novelty about using a bus to get us to Richmond Park, our location for the day.

Once there, we walked and walked, enjoying the sunshine and the space to share lives, share stories. We spent time chatting with the Springboarders about their future plans, and were excited to hear about all the far-flung places they will be heading to post-springboard.

We spotted some deer, and then walked a bit further until we found a grassy spot under some trees, where we shared lunch together. Again, it was lovely to chat, to take things at a slower place, and to enjoy each others’ company. Our Boiler Room literature talks about pilgrimage helping us to see things differently, to gain new perspectives, and Saturday’s journey definitely felt useful for this.

The open week, and our first week of 24-7 prayer in the new building wrapped up on the Sunday, with everyone commenting that the experience had been a positive one. People said that it made them really feel part of the Boiler Room, and that there was a buzz about the place that they hadn’t felt before. People walked into the prayer room and said they could feel the presence of God there.

When you’re just getting on with life in a Boiler Room, it’s sometimes easy to forget why we do what we do, and the privilege and excitement in what God has called us to be. It can just become very normal. The open week really helped refocus us, remind us of our calling, and reinvigorate our experience and understanding of the six elements of Boiler Room.

It shook us up a bit too. Relationships often noticeably deepen in the times when people are thrown together, undertaking tasks that break their routine and nudge them out of their comfort zones.
Sometimes the best and most honest conversations happen when we are tired and don’t have the energy to maintain a front. In a community, this sort of honesty and vulnerability helps us all move forward. Throughout the week, we worked through the challenges of fitting different programme events around our existing work, thinking about visitors and accommodation practicalities, and being flexible with our plans and expectations. I think we have come out the other end of the Open Week with a greater commitment to each other, and to what God is doing through Wandsworth Boiler Room.

It was great, through the week, to get stuck into focussed prayer for so many different people, events and situations. The prayer request sheets filled up fast, and it was great to know prayer was being raised up every hour of every day. There have already been some great answers to prayer: non- Christians coming to church for the first time, and new people signing up to be Street Pastors in the borough. Intriguingly, we heard at the weekend that the roof of the council chamber where we’d prayed later fell in… but we are claiming no responsibility for this. Hehe!

Moving forward, we’re definitely hoping to hold another Open Week, potentially in the Autumn. We’re also looking to integrate some of the one-off events of the week, like the community meal, into our main Boiler Room programme, because they were so enjoyable and beneficial. Like so many things, we can’t see all the effects of the week, some of them will be things that work out in the long term, others will be held and pondered in the hearts of those who were impacted, but all in all we are thankful to God for being with us, for helping everything to run smoothly, and for the journey that we know stretches ahead of us in the weeks and months to come.

 

Boiler Room Open Week pics February 21, 2009

Filed under: Boiler Room, Creative Capers, Life — Vickiadams @ 8:45 am
 

Across the Room February 21, 2009

Filed under: Creative Writing — Vickiadams @ 2:08 am

These are just some thoughts I scribbled after spending some time with some of our Sunday Guests – people in the local community who struggle with addiction, homelessness or other social issues.

Across The Room

I saw you across the room,
And I couldn’t call you Father,
The words stuck in my throat,
I kept you at arms length.

I braced myself for your turning,
‘cause they always walk away,
I pretended it wouldn’t matter,
And I wasn’t fascinated by your face.

But you knew:
I was the girl on the swing,
Wanting to go higher,
With no one to push her.

I was the little boy,
Whose Daddy never showed him how to ride a bike,
Who told himself he didn’t want to learn
anyway.

I was the teenager,
Pregnant and alone,
Pushing the truth from her mind,
Volatile and scared.

I was the young man,
Trying to find a way,
to provide for him and his girl,
Uncertain behind the bravado.

I saw you across the room,
Truth for all my lies.
Hope for all my disappointments
Love for all that I’ve lost.

 

Clay sculpture February 18, 2009

Filed under: Boiler Room, Creative Capers — Vickiadams @ 11:21 am


We are in the middle of our Boiler Room Open Week at the moment. Lots to say about that, but for now a picture of this pretty scuplture will do :-)

Posted by ShoZu

 

Photees February 17, 2009

Filed under: travel — Vickiadams @ 11:56 pm

A few cheery snaps from my Latvia trip:

 

Latvian Escapades February 17, 2009

Filed under: Life, travel — Vickiadams @ 11:33 pm

I should have blogged about this way before now.

This time last week my good friend Ryan flew me across land and sea to the wonder that is Latvia in Winter. It was amazing. There are many stories I could tell about the 3 days I spent there (but some I have been sworn to secrecy about). For example it would be terrible to relay the bit where, after an unfortunate airbed puncture moment, my lovely host suggested a trek across miles of freezing arctic tundra, lugging a replacement bed back to her cave.

It would probably also be impolite, also, to mention the trauma of waking regularly in the night to a somewhat suspicious cat staring at me, poised as if to strike. I pride myself on being able to charm children and animals, so I’m not sure how my skills failed at this juncture. Suffice to say I am now nursing a cat-phobia.

So… what should I tell? Well the yummy pancakes we had on the first night are definitely worth a mention. What is that stuff called? Beizumi? I don’t know but I wish we had it in England. I also should mention my fun day wandering around Riga taking photos and then huddling in Double Coffee (the Latvian Starbuckian equivalent) trying to thaw out. And then there was the hilarious film (not Dace’s favourite one about a psychotic driving instructor, but Bride Wars, at a cinema that had the most comfy cinema chairs I’ve  ever sat in, and another occasion where Vicki cried at a holloywood comedy/chickflick… how worrying).

The snow is definitely worth a mention. There was a certain irony in having chosen to go again because I wanted to see snow (as well as my friends… of course) and then having had inches and inches of the stuff in London. I awoke on Thursday morning to find a fair smattering, and then it snowed all day. (And listen up London… the buses and trams did not stop, no-one even blinked!).

It was that proper grey type of scene, like when the clouds are so low that you are pretty much in them. It made everything look even more pretty (especially the railway tracks we had to cross twice daily) and I didn’t slip over once.

Of course Lido deserves a mention. For the uninitiated, Lido is a lovely Latvian restaurant where they just have loads and loads of dishes cooked on all these different serveries, and you pick and choose whatever combination you like. The braver members of our group went for something that resembled and tasted like Christmas cake soup, but I stuck with the safety of mousse. Going to Lido makes everything in the world ok again, (even if when you get there your companions quiz you mercilessly about the future). ;-)

On Thursday also we went shopping for blinds. I was sad because I couldn’t but the bright pink, fluffy princess bag we found. I also learnt about different airbed sizes and how many Lats these would set me back. oh, and I brought bright blue trousers which have since been a hit with my youth group members.

On Friday evening we had a very wonderful supper that among other things involved apple crumble… it was fabulous.

I’m sure I’m forgetting significant details aren’t I? all joking aside though it was very lovely to be there again and to see old friends again and to share life together for a bit. I still love it there, I still feel inspired when I walk down those cobbly streets, I still feel strangely drawn back (although I have been advised to visit in summer, as I don’t think I’ve ever experienced Riga above freezing!).

ps… I’m potentially misinforming you about Dace’s cat… She was lovely really (the scars are fading now).

 

Crazy Snow February 8, 2009

Filed under: Life, Wandsworth — Vickiadams @ 10:26 pm

This time last week, myself and my motley crew of housemates dozed off to the serenade of a few struggling snowflakes.

And we woke, well we woke to this:

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Wandsworth under five inches of snow was weird. It’s the only word I can think of to describe it. There were no moving cars, hardly any noise, and everyone was out on the street larking around in the snow or chatting about the inadvertent standstill the city had drawn to.

Noone went to work, (two of my housemates tried, but trudged back defeated minutes later). The only thing left to do was embark on a boys vs girls snowball fight, and then build snowmen.

Later I braved the baltic conditions and trekked to church. It was quite fun actually. On the way we noticed that most of the shops in the centre were closed, only the coffee shops were bustling. It seemed everyone was enjoying the day off.

The next day wasn’t so much fun. Snow plus freezing conditions turned the whole place into an ice rink. I rued praying for snow for the last four years, and vowed to pray for hot sun instead.

On Wednesday the snow was a little less vehement, a fact that I was thankful for as I hotfooted it to St Pancras to journey northwards for a conference. It was nice to see the countryside under varying blankets of the white stuff as we zoomed by.

Thursday was another snowy day, we had another three inches in Swanwick overnight, and then more through the day. It was very beautiful:

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I had much fun in the snow, including slipping and sliding down a slope horizontally, which wasn’t one of my most glamorous moments ever. And how we laughed when Hugo, (the smartest guide dog in the world) fell through some thin ice, into a freezing lake (we laughed after rescuing him from mortal peril).

I’m glad the snow has all melted now (except for a few strange frozen lumps dotted around the park), but I’m sure I’ll see more this week, on myapproaching Eastern European escapades!! :-)