Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Holiness - St Martin of Tours & Abba Anthony

It was a while back (11 Nov) but in the Office of Readings, St Martin of Tours, when about to die;

He saw the devil standing near and cried out, 'Blood stained beast, what are you doing here? You will find nothing of yours in me, you living death. I go to the arms of Abraham. These were his last words. Then he surrended his soul to God.

I thought, imagine being able to say that at the hour of your death! But then, fine for him, a Bishop, a saint.

But immediately came to mind

It was revealed to Abba Anthony in his desert that there was one who was his equal in the city. He was a doctor by profession and whatever he had beyond his needs he gave to the poor, and every day he sang the thrice-holy hymn with the angels. (The Sayings of the Desert Fathers)

The bar has been set pretty high for us all

Monday, 23 November 2009

The Black Art of Minute taking

A colleague of mine has not taken minutes before, so I have offered to give a lesson in 'The Black Art of Minute Taking'

I'm tempted to use this...