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I just wanted to give you a heads up on what’s happening with Dai & Cath Woolridge/Going Public Theatre Company/Glenwood at present. I will hit the news to you in bullet point format for that extra kick of business like agenda…

  • If you’re not already aware most of my blogging/tweet time is spent up with #psweets, (psalm tweets; silent ‘p’) where I’m going through the psalms and tweeting one a day via twitter and re-capping on the blog over the weekend. I’m loving this at the minute and very much appreciate the positive responce. If you want you can follow me on twitter… http://twitter.com/daiwoolridge

 

  • Next Imagine is on in Glenwood on the 16th October…it’s a creative conference hosting Gerard Kelly; the author of twittergies, poet, church leader and international speaker. Its going to be a great day expressing how we can be creative in the church; and so we’re not ‘all mouth, no trousers’; we’ll also be showcasing some ‘creativity’ in the evening. This will include  me performing my latest show ‘The Tentmaker’; (also known as ”The Campmaker’… ‘The Tentfitter’…’and ‘The guy who puts up a gazebo for a living’). For more info click here

 

  • ThenCath will be launching her second album in the Gate on 10th December ; an album of welsh hymns revamped…its gonna be ‘gwych!’

 

  • And not forgetting – January and Febraury; Cath and I will be touring; she will be taking her album on the road and I will be RE-touring ‘The Tentmaker’. If you’re interested in having us, get in touch now!

That’s me out;

Cheers – ‘The Gasser’

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Psweet 3 (v1-3)

‘Lord, I’m public enemy no.1-they’re all out to take me out. They think you’ve left me high&dry, but you’re the force field that surrounds me’

(Thought – If you bumped into David as he was beginning this psalm, he’d probably say ‘who are you?’ and give funny looks at your converse shoes and red thundercats t-shirt, he’d probably tell you duck down cos people are out to get his head on a silver platter…and then, soon as he knows the coast is clear and you start making small talk with the guy; you’ll say ‘Alright Dave, how’s it going?’

He probably won’t reply with ‘Oh yeah, life’s great – stuff’s just fine and dandy’…probably cos nobody really speaks like that anyway and cos he’ll probably look at you odd again and say ‘so who are you?’.

But after, going very far off the point, I’ll bring it back by saying that David’s being honest wih himself and God. I love the fact praying to God for him was like conversation…and honest conversation at that. He’s laying his odds down in front of God, they’re not looking great but he still manages to see the bigger picture, he still finds that hope. That God IS God. That God is protecting him and God is keeping David’s chin up (v3)

And so God helps David see, that despite how the situation seems; God hasn’t left him…Lord, help us realize you never leave us – however the situation seems, and help us see the hope you give, and that you are it.)

 

Psweet 4 (v1-3)

‘Guys, when’s it gonna stop? U embarrass me and show God jack all respect. You worship lower case gods but he’s the 1 with the caps lock.’

(Thought – I heard a podcast by Marc Driscoll who said that as humans, God created us to be ‘unceasing worshippers’ but if anything other than God is getting our attention; we’re worshipping idols…in David’s day it might have been shrine’s, mythology and Statues, today it’s more like food, sex, money and ourselves…Lord, forgive us when we don’t give you all we’ve got, forgive us when we worship lower case ‘gods’, and help us remember – that you’re the one with the caps lock.’)

 

Psweet 5 (v1-2)

‘Open your ear canal to my sentences Lord. Note down my sighs& anxieties, see my flare when I’m SOS. It’s your attention I’m after.’

(Thought – This is an incredibly simple thought…David wants God to listen…and guess what; he always does. He doesn’t sigh and think ‘Oh here we go, this one’s been banging on about this problem for months’, he doesn’t pretend that he hasn’t been receiving our prayers; because he does, he always does. …Lord, help us to remember that you’re always listening and that you love conversation with your children. Help us to always bring our prayer requests to you; And what better place to be, than to be like David in verse 3, starting the day with a good old chin wag with the Father. So help us lord, not to press the snooze button too often!!)

 

Psweet 6 (v1-4, 6)

‘God, go easy on me. Mend me cos I’m covered in cast &walking on crutches. My soul’s het up, emotionally I’m wrecked. Come back &pick me up’

(Thought – David knows he probably doesn’t deserve God’s mercy…and he doesn’t, Romans 3:23 reminds us that none of us really deserve anything from God, cos we just don’t make the cut…but David asks for it anyway. And if you think about it – God shows  us unlimited mercy; he goes easy on us by sending his son to take the rap for us on the cross.

But David tells God how he’s doing, and he’s not doing good. Wrecked top to bottom, emotionally and physically, nothing seems to be going his way. Maybe he’s not grinning cheek to cheek; but he still goes to the only place that can truely help…Lord help us turn to you, not just in the easy times but when life gets tough too. Save us becasue your love never fails.)

 

Psweet 7 (v1-5)

‘Lord;be my B&B when my tents battered. My enemies wanna end me, rip me to shreds&do a drive-by. But if I’ve had it coming; let it happen.’

 (Thought – Lord, help us to remember that you are our refuge…help us Lord not to be too proud to go it alone, and to try and do it in our own strength. Help us to gladly run to you for shelter. And when we do, I bet there’s a change of clothes and a brew of our favourite cuppa waiting).

This is the first ‘psweets’ re-cap and since it began on the well rounded day of Thursday just gone; there are only two to re-cap!

Psweet 1 (v1-2)

Well good’s the guy who doesn’t take moral advice from bad company.But who raves about quiet times &is all about gettin stuck into scripture

(Thought – This is just a great reminder of what our lifestyle should be like, Lord help us to be this guy…)

 

Psweet 2 (v2-5)

Whoever thinks they’re a matchup on God is a comedian.God laughs it off, puts them in their place, then shows them what he’s really made of.

(Thought – Let’s not let our image of God and the love he has for us be unbalanced with a fluffy bunny, gingham heart type love. Yes God ‘is’ love, but he’s also God who hates sin and demands that what we worship him solely. Let’s remember how magnificent he is, nobody’s on par with him and whoever thinks he is, is going to get humbled. I know, strong stuff…Lord, help us balance our image of you. To know the unfailing love you have for us, but yet be in awe of you and v 11;  serve you with fear and rejoice in trembling.

Psweets

When I say sweets, I bet the first item of confectionary which comes into your head is wine gums, either that or fruit pastels. And if I’m wrong, then no sweets for me.

But unfortunately, this post isn’t really about sweets at all – its not even about jelly babies or those lollypops you dip in a bag of lemon sherbet. This post is more of an introduction into a writing project of mine which I started working on over the summer, and ‘Psweets’ (spoken with a silent ‘p’) is what I’m deciding to call it. In a nutshell, ‘Psweets’ are psalm tweets.

I’ve been quite inspired by the challenge twitter gives in getting whatever you want to say down to 140 characters or less (including spaces). I’ve also been quite inspired by Gerard Kelly’s ‘twittergies‘ where he uses the twitter format to create personal liturgies.

And so over the summer I thought of a new project…tweeting psalms…one tweet for one psalm. Of course, I wouldn’t be able to fit a whole psalm into a tweet (I’m already looking forward to Psalm 119!) but I can take a couple of verses from it that stood out to me, I can try and catch the essence of the Psalm, and instead of cutting and pasting from bible gateway I thought I could try and re-word the psalms in my poetic conversational style.

Not only has it already been a challenge to me creatively, but it’s been fantastic going through the psalms and join the faith journey of highs and lows with the likes of King David. It’s spiritually edifying, but then its going to be because it’s meditating on God’s word.

It assures me that I don’t have to be a constant cloud number nine Christian where it’s a sin to be anything other than ecstatic and enthusiastic. It reminds me how in awe I should be of my heavenly Father, of how much love and grace he shows us, yet how we should not forget to fear him also. And along with these, it also re-jogs my memory of how it’s always been about a personal relationship with him, even before incarnate Jesus.

So that being said, my hope for these psalm tweets is not that they take over Scripture. I don’t profess to be a Hebrew Scholar like Eugene Peterson with ‘The Message’, but I have a heart to re-connect with God’s word and not get lost in translation. I don’t claim that these ‘psweets’ are ‘God’s word’, but I hope if anything, they help give snip bits and a fresh perspective on the psalms we’re reading. 

My plan of attack is to ‘psweet’ five days a week; Monday to Friday and then re-cap the ‘psweets’ on my blog over the weekend. To follow my ‘psweets’; click here

End gass – but begin ‘psweet’

So, a little while ago I got commissioned to produce some short dvd clips for EA Wales (That’s not the same as EA sports, its ‘Evangelical Alliance’…its in the game).

The whole cencept is a  ‘moc-umentary’ where we enter the life of local welsh church pastor John Williams. This is the introductory clip where we see what an average church service with John looks like.

All this said…welcome to the one man church

Captured by Gav Owen

Edited by Justin Chaloner

Actors; Sharon Gardiner, Mike Barnes, Hannah Collins, Gav Owen, Becki Martin

Written, Produced, Directed and Performed by Dai Woolridge; Going Public Theatre Company

(Watched by you…hopefully)

Ok, here it is. My story of the tentmaker tour…its gonna be big, published and sold to waterstones with booksignings and security. Not just a pretentious title that screams…celeb autobiography, I’m thinking a posing picture of me next to a tent….there’s a storm but my face screams ‘vogue cover model’ as despite the wind and rain, my hair still looks magnificent!!

Then! An Action shot to show off my superhuman skill of oozing energy none stop!! How about…

hmm…perhaps not that one…yeah, I’ll try find something a little less, well sleepy.

Then, I’m thinking something that draws people in, something that gets people’s attention… ‘during the tentmaker tour, Cath got pregnant!‘…hmm – but something thats not a big phat lie.

How about Paul the apostle, myself and the storyteller got in a fight…or in one venue we forgot the connectors that held the set together!! (yeah, like we’d ever do that…..)

OR how about ten things I learnt from a show about ‘the tentmaker’ Yes…I’ll do that.

1. Never trust a satsuma (Perhaps not the most relevant of points)

2. Always remember your set

3. Never trust a satsuma (I know I’ve said it before but its important)

4. Bring deodrant, anti persperent and any other ‘rant’ or ‘roll on’, as on stage for an hour with bright lights can get quite sweaty.

5. Eat less lasagne before the tour (as on tour you’ll have plenty!)

6. When driving a diesel van…don’t fill it with unleaded petrol (not that I did this mind, what you take me? An idiot!?…..awkward pause)

7. Take a camel on tour…suprisignly the more you strain your voice, the less voice you have left…I know, who would have thought? But still, if I had to do it again I’d hijack a camel for access to water…I’ll drink him dry and give him the hump.

8. Warn audience of disturbing images….one time I lifted my shirt up; perhaps advance warning for the more queezy of audience members would have been good.

9. Adlibbing is fun…but be prepared to be heckled by pantomime fanatics!

10. Last but most certainly not least…Paul the Apostle is a man of incredible faith, but a man noneoftheless. A man who has changed the way I see the Gospel and the new testament. A man who inspires me and challenges me, that if only I was half as souled out as he was for God’s message…how much more God could work through my life.

End Rant.

Then

Ok, I maybe on tour but maybe the tent bit is a little misleading. I don’t go and perform a show then build a campfire outside the venue and tell scary passages of scripture whilst shining a torch in my face. (And besides, that only happened once and when the police arrived they were very understanding). No, not whatsoever. I don’t hike from venue to venue, I have not got a mallet in my pocket and my tent erecting skills are ropey at best…heck, I don’t even have a compass, and if I did – what use is it to me? It doesn’t tell me how far it is to the next McDonalds and it doesn’t pull funny faces.

No, but you probably would have guessed by now, the tent bit of the title refers to my recent one man show; ‘the tentmaker’…and the ‘me made part’, being that I wrote it. Having said this, I most certainly can not take all the credit…a lot of hard work has been grafted by others, who’s help has been essential.

 

Name: Mr Steve Stickley

Tent Job: Director

Age: Classified information (I would not like to be beaten with rods)

Special skill: Great wit and Has surname ‘Stickley’ which provided great amusement with a set of cane sticks. 

Other notes: Steve came up with the ingenious idea of using a set of cane sticks to represent every scenario…who structured me and challenged me to write and be as good as I can be. Without this guy, the tentmaker would not have gone from page to stage!

 

Name: Paul Lewzey

Tent Job: Co techie; visuals

Age: 22, although has lived the life of ten 22 year olds!

Special skill: Can kill a boar from a mile away using only his upper lip

Other notes: Enjoys a pint of assum tea (I like to say assum as the americans say… ‘awesome!!’ I know, how wild is that!?) and can pretty much to anything he puts his mind to.

Paul Lewzey has got a knack (along with other techies at ignite) to make concepts in a creative persons head a reality. Everything I have thrown at him, he has taken as an opportunity to achieve and sees it as good experience for the CV. Bar some incredible art done by someone who for this moment in time shall remain nameless, Paul designed all the visuals; which are a big part of the show. This man is most certainly a pint of ‘assum!!’

 

Name: Steve Gardiner

Tent Job: Techie; audio

Age: A recent 34!

Special Skill: The man who makes Glenwood tick over. (In Colossians Paul talks about God ‘Only in him can all existence keep existing…although I don’t for a minute compare him to God; Steve, only with him can Glenwood and Going Public keep Going Public and Glenwood-ing!) On the road or in the office, a west country boy at heart very much appreciated for all he does.

Other notes: Give him a saw, a vice and some sticky back plastic and he can fix anything! (Last tuesday he made me a state of the art pair of night vision goggles using only bluetac…ok maybe he didn’t, but I bet he could if he wanted to!)

 

Name: Benny K

Tent Job: Music man

Special Skill: Looking good every minute of every day, oh and he’s bit of a dab hand at music too.

Other notes: Benny K (if anyone wants to know what K stands for…let me know, 10 or more requests and I’ll let you know!) is an incredible musciain (did I spell musciain right?) and he provided the music sound tracks for the show…again, an absolute beast for whom I am very grateful.

So, here’s a little shoutout as without these guys, the tentmaker won’t be currently touring. This along with the constant love and support from my dear Catherine, close friends and family, admin expertise of Ami Tatt, Figo Connector finder Gareth Knowles, Publicity design of David Potter esq and GP bosses Ali and Paul have been invaluable.

Anyway; three down and 6 more to go…this week we set sail over the borders to the Gentiles! Tonight Hereford, tomorrow night – Devon.

See you on the other side;

A gassing hairy welshman.