Matchmaking (or finding a curacy)

Hazel Once training is complete, each trainee vicar is ordained as a deacon in the diocese where they will begin their curacy. A curacy usually lasts around three years and, as the Church of England website puts it, is “an opportunity to serve alongside an experienced vicar, putting into practice the knowledge gained from your course and learning from them as you prepare for your own ministry.”

Last summer I was involved in the process of being ‘matched’ with a church for my curacy. It found it was rather like being set up on a blind date! 

Step One: You meet with your matchmaker (also known as a Diocesan Director of Ordinands or DDO) to discuss what kind of thing you might be looking for. There are various items of paperwork that go along with this conversation including a sort of ‘personal profile’ with information about yourself. Your DDO gets to work.

Step Two:  The DDO calls you up one day to discuss a potential possibility. You are given a name and a very brief profile of the church and the online research begins. Starting with a quick google (obviously) you assess the church website first before delving into their social media accounts (if they have them). Do they seem friendly? Can they take a good selfie? All important considerations at this stage.

Step Three: You must arrange an initial meeting. Come away from the meeting and endlessly obsess over whether you talked too much, had food stuck in your teeth, asked enough questions, answered enough of their questions, etc. If, like me, you are a deep thinker, you will spend a lot of time after this initial meeting reflecting and praying about them and you and the potential for a good relationship.

Step Four: Introduce them to your nearest and dearest. For me, this would be my husband and I appreciate the analogy of the blind date somewhat falls apart with the introduction of a spouse, but this step is important if this is going to be the place that your family will also be considering calling their home.

Step Five: The awkward bit. Who tells who that they like the other one first? The age-old problem of not wanting to seem too keen in case it’s not reciprocated… thankfully, in our case, both parties were interested in making this possibility a reality and the matchmaking had worked!

The final stage in this particular process is the official announcement (somewhat akin to making your relationship ‘Facebook-official’) which involves a variety of additional official paperwork going back and forth. Watch this space!

 

The power of three

Matt: Well a lot has happened since my last post: we started a new academic year, had a week’s residential “Summer School” and I have been involved with a mission in Newcastle. Everything felt as though it was going really well. Assignments were in on time and I’d been able to put some more effort into them than before due to the fact our youngest has started primary school. Even work hasn’t been a problem, projects I had been working on were coming to fruition and the baton handed over to people who were going to run the race to its completion. I was feeling pretty good, I probably thought to myself I’d finally got this nailed.

Well my spirit was well and truly shattered this week by an essay result. It wasn’t even a bad score, well I’ve had worse let’s just say. But the feedback destroyed me, it opened up all the old wounds of “you’re not good enough”. What I had in mind for my future seemed to becoming more and more distant. This feeling lasted for three full days. I had been asked to give an update of how things were going with my training, but I laid off writing anything because at that time I had absolutely nothing edifying to write.

Last year’s study of the Old Testament rocked me, it made me re-evaluate what my faith was built upon, and it took about three weeks for me to understand that it’s my relationship with God that is at the foundation of my faith. Not any clever apologetics I think I may have, and definitely not what I already “know” about scripture. God called ME, he called me with all my failings, he called me in the knowledge that I do struggle with literacy and even in light of that he still wants me. So, if God’s for me, even I can’t mess that up.

After theologically reflecting on these blogs of mine, and you will do a ton of theological reflecting when you start training, it struck me that God really does like this number three. It took me “thirty” years to start training, it took me “three” weeks to understand the basis of my faith and just after thinking I had got something “nailed” it took me “three” days to realise what I meant to God.

And you know what, I’m not going to unpick that anymore, because I know what that means to me and for me. It may mean the same to you or it may mean something different and that’s OK because our God is a God of relationship. My relationship is different to yours, not better, not worse just different, but one thing’s a certainty if you’re reading this you’re called to be In His Service.

 

Meet Layfetta

I am Layfetta, a first year Ordinand at St Mellitus College in Liverpool. I am a Jamaican married to a Pakistani, and we have four children. I am only four weeks into my course and look forward to my Mondays at college where I can share my heart with those walking a similar path as me.

Prior to taking the plunge for training as a vicar in the Church of England, I wrestled with thoughts of how I would cope as a Jamaican woman in full time ministry. What if God sent me to the most remote part of Kazakhstan? I am pretty confident that is not in my immediate future so no need to worry about that… for now.

I find myself thinking about the communities for which we will be released into though. Cities tackling knife crimes on a reduced budget, rising homelessness, eat vs heat families, the widening polarisation of society, and if I allow myself, I am overwhelmed by it all. However, as usual, God is always on time, as you might have heard before, “When the student is ready, the teacher appears”.

As I travelled on the train from Manchester Piccadilly to London Euston for my first residential weekend, I heard from within my spirit “My yoke is easy and my burden is light”. I whispered it under my breath and entered in His space of peace. I am reminded that whatever our journey, He has promised never to leave us nor forsake us.

Layfetta residential

As I mulled this over in my mind, a few days later I sat in my kitchen and looked up a printout of the focus scripture for our church for 2018, “For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to bless you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”.

We may have our moments of questioning but with His promises in scripture and our personal experiences of past faithfulness, we press on in the good fight of faith.

Despite our differences we are one body

Matt: In this episode Matt talks about the labels we put on others and how these can be barriers to our own development.

When we talk about Church what on earth are we talking about? We are the body of Christ; I bet we have all heard a thousand sermons on that, but I think it’s important that we let the statement permeate our whole being. What do we mean by being part of the body of Christ?

I thought I had a good handle on most of the traditions. I’ve been CofE, Pentecostal, Baptist, Methodist, but always felt most at home in a high(ish) Anglo Catholic tradition. I have always had a respectful awareness that the theology of other traditions didn’t resonate with my own. But deeper reflection would reveal that I probably thought God would win them round eventually!

I have just finished my first placement in a church that is a polar opposite to my own Anglo Catholic tradition. Throughout the year I have met face to face with Liberal Anglo Catholics (me), Evangelicals, Conservatives, Roman Catholics, Straight, Gay, High, Low and all those in-between Christians. With these course there is a huge amount of formation going on, and my head is still spinning. It takes time and reflection to bring all this information together.

This thankfully is was given to me by means of a retreat weekend. A retreat sounded like the dullest event in the calendar, but perhaps a time to catch up on some sleep.  In the grounds of the retreat centre there is a huge tree. I sat on a bench and was just taking in the atmosphere, waiting on God to talk to me.

As I looked at the tree I noticed that it had one main trunk. This divided into other trunks, then branches, resulting in an amazing canopy that far overshadowed the footprint of the original trunk. I felt that God was relating this to the many, many branches of our Christian traditions that sometimes divide us. He then decided to provide an incredible downpour of rain! My only hope was to run for cover under the canopy of the tree.

Is this not our Church? Yes, we are divided into our own little traditions, but when we root our foundations in Christ together He provides hope for all. We will still have our differences, we will still argue about our traditions, but grafted together we become the body of Christ.

Whatever our tradition, we each have a calling. Don’t be marked by labels and be careful not to mark others. We can all learn something from each other. Move forward in the love, grace and humility that Jesus has placed in you to do His work.

I was filled with doubt, but Jesus has me by the hand

Amy: I can’t believe how time has flown, that in a few weeks I will have finished my first year of training at St Mellitus! This time last year I had just found out that I had been recommended for training, I’m amazed how far I’ve come since then.

My family has settled into sunny Rochdale and my youngest three love their new school.  I’ve felt so proud of them all as they have adapted to the changes that have gone on in our lives.

I’ve enjoyed embracing worship with other Christian denominations in the town and have learnt so much perseverance from our Asian Christian Fellowship. I’ve shared in plenty of inter-faith fellowship and felt privileged to attend an Iftar on the night of the  Manchester Arena attack anniversary. I have felt a real sense of community and am enjoying serving the people; I’m proud to be part of sharing positive stories, creating the good news in Rochdale.

Being a full time ordinand with a work placement is challenging, some weeks I blink and realise it’s Sunday again and I’m not sure where the week has gone! Fitting in writing essays and group projects, sermon writing, children’s church activities, pastoral visits, and church services on top of usual mum things have pushed me to my limits.

I experienced a real slump recently as I struggled with a low mark I received for an essay. I had a panic that I would never really understand my degree; did I even know what theology is?  In that moment I was awash with doubt and desolation – what had I taken on? Why did God think that I could do any of this?

In the middle of this slump I realised that I was preaching the next day. Could I really preach through these feelings? Would it be easier to just not do it and make an excuse? Through this dark cloud of doubt I managed to see the hope and promise and call of Jesus on my life.

I dragged my doubt-ridden body into St Chad’s and slowly through the service I felt like I began to walk stronger. By the time I came to preach I knew I had to do it, and as I climbed the steps to the pulpit, looked out on the people in the congregation, I just knew this is where I was meant to be.

Being an Ordinand is an overwhelming huge thing, and if I’ve learnt anything, it is ok to feel this way. It is also ok to just about pass an essay, and it is ok to ask for help from friends, tutors, and family.

I sometimes feel like Peter who saw Jesus walking on the water. With much excitement I leapt over the side of the boat to walk to Jesus, then suddenly I realised that what was happening was so huge, that the storms were too scary, that I began to panic and sink. But the great thing is, that Jesus has me by the hand, and has us all by the hand whenever we feel riddled with doubt, or when we feel we are sinking.

It is perfectly ok to feel like I/we can’t do this, because we can’t on our own, we need Him to be with us – none of this is possible without God.

I am so grateful for this first year of training at St Mellitus. God has been so good to me and my family. I’m excited for what year 2 will bring, and how God continues to form and shape me for ordination.

The ‘I Don’t Wanna Run’ run

Hazel: I recently found out I have a place in the Great North Run (a half marathon that takes place down the road from me in Newcastle in September). While I have several months to train and prepare myself for this, I have found, getting up to go for a run in the cold and darkness of winter in Durham is very difficult. It is hard work for my body, but perhaps more importantly, doing a long run is hard work for my mind.

I use the Nike+ running app to help me train and it offers a selection of pre-prepared workouts where you can stick your headphones in and listen to a coach offer motivation for your whole run. These workouts are all named and my favourite, by far, is the “I Don’t Wanna Run Run”. In it, the coach offers empathy for why finding motivation is hard, he talks through all the reasons why we might not want to run, and then he unceasingly offers encouragement which keeps you going.

I know that training for ordination isn’t exactly the same as training for a half marathon. But as the year has really got under way, it has certainly felt a bit like it at times. It feels quite tough to be academically assessed on your ability to offer pastoral care, or your preaching. It’s challenging to be around people who know a lot more about the Anglican Church than you do. It’s tough to balance married life, placement commitments, spiritual development, academic work, college life, social interactions and half-marathon training.

I thought it would be like going back to university, and it’s hard to explain why, but it’s just not. Suddenly it makes sense when Hebrews tells us to “run with perseverance the race marked out for us”.

Of course there’s beauty in it too. Sometimes I find myself blown away by the beauty of Durham riverbanks as I run alongside it. And the unexpected glimpses of the cathedral at various corners along the way. And it is the same with college life. I am surrounded by inspirational people who have embraced both me and Sam. The topics I’ve covered in my essays have got my brain working overtime and in moments have brought me joy in understanding.

And so there are moments when I wish the Church of England had an “I Don’t Wanna Run Run” that I could listen to to get me through the daily stuff that feels challenging.

But then I remember we do! The Church of England doesn’t have ownership on this one. But the Church eternal has access to the ultimate coach. A coach who offers empathy, who we can talk things through with, who unceasingly offers us encouragement. And our coach isn’t a generic coach who says the same thing to each person. Our coach knows us, created us and loves us.

This lent I am taking up the practice of silent prayer again, which I learned during my time in the Community of St Anselm. I’m sure there will continue to be ups and downs and this won’t be the last time my motivation wavers. But God knows the plans he has for me and without the hard work of training, I know I couldn’t make it to the end of the race.

I thank God every day for His calling on my life

Amy: My first Christmas as an ordinand was amazing! My family and I now live in Rochdale and I was able to host a Christmas party for the congregation at my home, which was so much fun. It is great living close to my placement churches in the town centre. I have held a few PCC meetings, preached several times, and I really feel part of the ministry team. I am learning much from them!

Working in the two parishes has been really interesting and exciting. There have been many high points but one of my favourites recently has to be sitting in the local pub with a pint enjoying the company of my supervising incumbent and our ministry team, while wearing our cassocks after an evensong. Serving, studying, and working is fantastic, and I thank God every day for His calling on my life.

Studying at St Mellitus has been better than I could have ever expected. I have felt some serious spiritual formation occurring in me as I learn and grow. I have made some wonderful friends who have become a key part of my life already. Our college week residential was such a unique experience, it was difficult leaving family for a week but the atmosphere and support from the college and fellow ordinands was great. During the week we had interesting lectures combined with breathtaking worship. Our healing service combined high church with contemporary music and worship, and on that night it felt like the gap between heaven and earth was very thin. The spirit moved powerfully that evening leading to many testimonies of healing in our college.

Studying and working is tiring but I feel well fed spiritually by my supervising incumbent and the support at college. There is always someone to reflect with and talk to and I am so grateful for this. On a recent college retreat to Walsingham I reflected on all the learning and experiences I’ve had so far. Travelling with my friends, walking the holy mile barefoot, worshiping in the Holy House was just beautiful. I have come to realise how much beauty there is in people and how God’s glory shines through everyone.

Studying, working, and having five children is always a challenge but I am so blessed by the support and love of my husband. Through these past months I have repeated over and over to myself that I could not be doing this training without him and without God’s love and guidance.

The end of my first year of training is rapidly approaching and it will be July before I know it! I have another weekend residential approaching and several essay deadlines too! Training for ordination is certainly challenging but I am still smiling and loving every minute!

Thanks be to God!

Surviving a winter crisis!

Matt: We have heard a lot about “Winter Pressures” and the NHS seems to be in the media on almost a daily basis. After working in this environment for 16 years, I can say that this has been one of the most stressful periods of my career and continues to be so.

As I draw towards our third residential weekend, I can reflect upon some of the sessions we have had that are not academic but are included so that students can ‘survive’!

In “Rule of life” we reflected upon the need for spiritual direction and especially the need to give yourself some time. I can say for certain that from the back end of November to now, this has certainly been at the back of my mind. But putting these rules into practice is difficult!

First you have the Christmas preparations, then splitting your time between work, church, studies and the family. Not necessarily in that order I suggest. But it does sometimes feel that way. Then you have to plan the time for reading and writing essays. Spiritual direction, you know, just to tick all the boxes! What I have learnt is that although it may look like you’re ticking all the boxes when you take this rule of life stuff seriously it really does help.

If you are exploring a calling to any kind of ministry, get yourself a spiritual director NOW. I’ll tell you another little secret: make sure you make an appointment with him/her the week before you submit any kind of assignment, as the stuff you will surely be struggling with will certainly be consolidated after these sessions. Not only that but you won’t beat yourself up about what will seem, afterwards, like little things.

Have some time off is the next one. You can’t carry on doing ‘something’ every day; don’t feel guilty about doing nothing. Get through that Sky Plus planner (other viewing recorders are available) or read something that has nothing to do with your calling/work, even if you are enjoying it. If you don’t you’ll run the risk of burning out. The difficulty, in my case sometimes, is then getting back on the case, but that’s another story!

Finally, don’t take yourself too seriously. What you may be looking at doing is certainly serious, and trust me you’re not going to get there on your own, but have a laugh on the way. God called us to an abundant life, don’t forget, not one that’s just about reading and working.

“Winter Pressures” are real for all of us, re-thinking of how we deal with these is a lifelong task.

Half term!

Amy: It’s been a joy-filled half term serving in Rochdale and studying at St Mellitus. I feel like I’ve grown and changed already in this short time of formation and learning. The busy nature of college life was a shock to the system and I felt that I needed to carve out some clear times of quiet. I have been successful in this and have begun to rejoice in the fast pace of learning but also feel secure in God’s gentle and quiet love.

Some of my favourite parts of the half term have been sharing faith stories with fellow ordinands. It is truly amazing what God is doing in each person! I have really felt safe and secure being open around my colleagues at college and at the residentials.

The residentials are a fantastic mix of learning, worships, and fellowship. On the Saturday evening after the lectures had finished and worship had been shared, my friends and I sat and played various games. Bananagrams are the favourite at the moment! It is great to relax and socialise after a long day of lectures! And in the midst of all this learning, worshiping, and socialising there is the experience of a powerfull spiritual encounter with the God that calls us all. I am already looking forward to our week residential in early December!

I am completely in love with my placement churches, who have gently let me spread my wings whilst supporting and nurturing me. I preached for the first time a couple of weeks ago and I had a real sense that this is where God is calling me to be, to serve, to learn, and to grow. I am excited about the coming years with my supervisor and the ministry team there. I am hoping to move closer to my churches before Advent. I’ve sold my house, dropping my nets and following Jesus! My supportive husband and my children are excited about the move so please keep us in your prayers over the coming month!

Last Sunday evening I participated in a baptism and confirmation at St Mary’s, for the wonderfully faith-filled Iranian Christians that shine brightly with Jesus’s love. As I cleared up after communion with my supervisor, after the Bishop of Middleton presided, I had an overwhelming sense of thankfulness for God who has changed my life so completely. As I cleaned the silverware and listened to the organ gently play as the congregation looked on, I knew that there was nowhere else that I would want to be. I knew that serving God’s people, at our Lord’s table, surrounded by the warmth of the spirit, is where I am called to be.

I am so grateful to be where I am, and I thank God for this every day.

 

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