I’ve got this brilliant idea.
What we’ll do is we’ll come up with a newsletter for the school. We can write different articles in it and it can have the sort of things we want to see in the newsletter. We need to get permission from the teachers to see if we can do it and it can go school-wide. We’ll also need writers and photographers. This will be brilliant. We can report on the sports that’s going on with the school. Might have some interviews with some of the key people in the school. What do you reckon? You up for it?
OK so that newsletter from a few years ago didn’t quite work out. No worries. We live, we learn. Wait a minute, though, I’ve got this brilliant idea.
What we can do is set up our choir to be up there with the best with the country. We can make our own songs and really get tight with the songs that we’ve rehearsed well already. We can look out to see where we can use the gifts in different places in the community and get round to going in the studio or maybe even a live album. This will be brilliant. It can be the platform to allow us to make the most of what we have and see those so gifted go even further. What do you reckon? You up for it?
Ah right, so that choir suggestion didn’t work out so well. No problem. We live, we learn. Oh hold on a minute I’ve come across someone’s brilliant idea.
What we can do is spend some time learning to live with each other, serve each other, love each other. Invest our lives sharing that which is vulnerable in each of us. Acknowledging our frustrations with each other’s shortcomings. Suffer with each other’s setbacks and failings. Bear with the brilliant ideas that sounded good but were not materialised at that time. Celebrate those ideas that do come off however simple and small in scale. Most importantly delight in the life we live together finding out more about the brilliant idea that someone else has in mind that can really work out.
That’s a brilliant idea. What do you reckon? You up for it?
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