I returned home this afternoon after a lovely weekend retreat at the Acorn Christian Healing Foundation in Hampshire, looking at the theme of personal calling and what God’s unique purpose is for us in our lives.
On Friday evening, before leaving, I was a reluctant retreatant, immersed in Wimbledon and the World Cup and not especially in the mood for a weekend of reflection.
The weekend however has given birth to new ways of looking at vocation; ideas that I will no doubt return to in coming months (and in this blog).
I liked this poem that was read out over the weekend:
The Bright Field by R.S. Thomas
I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field for a while
and gone my way and forgotten it.
But that was the pearl of great price,
The one field that has the treasure in it
I realise now that I must give all that I have
to possess it
Life is not hurrying on to a receding future,
nor hankering after an imagined past.
It is the turning aside like Moses
to the miracle of the lit bush
to a brightness that seemed as transitory
as your youth once,
but is the eternity that awaits you.