I just got back early on Saturday morning from almost a week away at the Brengle Institute at Jackson’s Point Conference Centre. It was very different from what I expected, in a good way. It is, and probably will remain to be, one of the highlights of my 10 years or so of full-time ministry so far. It was good reconnecting with a few of my best friends from college days and just hanging out with them, catching up with all that’s been going on in the past few years, and remembering some good times. We were also able to catch up with one of our session-mates from college days who is not in full-time ministry now. It’s the first time we had seen him since his resignation, but we all had a great, but short, time together and were pleased to see him in great spirits.
The Brengle experience was quite stretching in ways I never expected. I especially enjoyed the sessions that focussed on the practical aspects of holiness. Holiness is not some kind of abstract thing, it is a life lived.
General Tillsley was the keynote speaker at the welcome meeting. He is still an awesome speaker in ‘retirement’. His best quote was “When it comes down to it there are only two types of churches – loving churches and unloving churches.”
Some of the best times were in the sharing of stories and experiences. It was good to be in an environment where there was no wariness about sharing openly and honestly. As well as renewing some old friendships, I was able to begin some new ones.
The only kind of negative thing about the whole experience was the crammed schedule. There was little time for reflection or times of quietness. Sometimes the changing of gears was very difficult. I did manage some times of reflecting and journalling. I even managed a little poetry writing, which I wish I was better at.
The chapel services, which were led each day by the Smartt’s, were also challenging and inspiring. One day we were challenged to answer the question ‘Who do I reflect?’ Whilst pondering this I was inspired to write the following:
When you look at me
Who do you see?
An angry, bitter guy?
One whose soul is dry?
When you look at me
Whom would I have you see?
Am I showing any love
That reflects the one above?
When you look at me
I wish that you would see
A life so full of joy
Nothing that would annoy.
When God looks at me
I pray that He would see
The real me that He made
Devoid of all charade.





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