Sermon Class

Last Sunday I had one of those strange Ridley anomalies - a piece of work that is highly critical, yet which I can't pass or fail. Sermon Class.

This means that a small group of students, along with one of the tutors, comes along to my attachment church and listens to me preach. Shortly afterwards we then sit together and constructively criticise what we've said/heard. As there is a group of six of us this basically means that for six of the Sundays this term and next we are absent from our attachment churches. With each term being so short it feels like I've hardly been at St Georges this term.

It went well. I learnt that when I give examples of things I should make them a bit more anonymous, and a little less personal, so that there is less chance of being unintentionally misunderstood ("aren't I great" is never a good feeling to broadcast from the pulpit). I was also paid a great compliment by my tutor. Which was nice. And I'll resist the temptation to tell you what it was, because it's never good to use your position to say "aren't I great"!!

On balance, a very positive, affirming experience.