You may remember that last week, I was writing about embracing life, spurred on by my mother’s example. Well, earlier this week, I found myself in a venue I have never visited before. However, I didn’t have to venture far, it was literally just down the street – Brunswick Street to be precise.
The event was hosted by the University of Manchester and was held at Whitworth Hall, within the old university building. I have often wondered what lay in store for the queues of guests waiting on Oxford Road to attend various graduation ceremonies, and I was blown away by the gothic hall, framing an awesome pipe organ.
It was an awards ceremony hosted by the Social Responsibility department, encouraging and championing students and staff who in various categories had made a difference in the lives of others, and as is often the case, much clapping and adulation. I had been asked to be part of a judging panel, as one of a group of folk from Ardwick – an area with which the university is currently forming a partnership.
If I’m honest it did go on a bit, the highlight being the end when I got to meet a bit of a hero of mine – Lemn Sissay the Chancellor, who had written a poem “make a difference” for the occasion. It was good, but in my opinion, not as good as the song “Make a Difference" that we sing in church, and whose tune went through my head throughout the evening.
And it got me thinking:….. all of us are called, and empowered to make a difference in this world of ours. Indeed, as I often mention, the commission at the end of our communion service reminds us both of God’s calling and resourcing;
“send us out in the power of your Spirit, to live and work to your praise and glory”
There may not be prizes in store for us (in this life), but may we be encouraged to seek to make a difference in this world of ours knowing that it is God’s world too.