Category Archives: God

coming soon

There will be a resumption of proper blogging in the near future, not least so all that political chat can disappear from the first page.  Obviously, I am now incredibly embarrassed to have voted Lib Dem in the 2010 General Election.

I have just started Bible College and thoughts are tumbling out of my brain, of things I want to write about.  There will be a short paper on short-term missions soon and I think I’ll publish it.  Of course, there have been plenty of occasions in the past when I was about to get going again and failed, so don’t hold your breath.

resolutions

1.  Lose weight, minimum 2 stone, preferably 3.

2.  Read the Bible from beginning to end, not skipping the tricky bits.

3.  Recover mind and body.

4.  Write some songs, good ones n’ all.

5.  Write.

6.  Find an author I didn’t know anything about before, but will really enjoy.

7.  Rediscover some dreams.

16 days and counting

I am about to have 16 Christmas Eve’s in a row, each day notching up my levels of hyper excitement one step further.  On 31st October, scheduled at 7.15pm, I will be on board a BA flight to London Heathrow.  My long-dreamed of Australian expedition will have begun.  Following an overnight at one of the hotels near Heathrow, I will board Singapore Airlines flight 317, bound for Melbourne after a brief stop in Singapore.

Since I started university in 1993, I have enjoyed approximately 3 weeks in total of what could properly be described as holiday.  For all but three calendar years since my first trip in 1997 (1998, 2000, 2004), I have made a trip to East Africa, following my heart (and my Lord’s desire) to get know the people, the culture, the land and the faith of that region.  Yes, the odd short safari has snuck into my schedule, but holiday in the classic sense, it is not.

When I returned from my last trip, in September 2007, I strongly felt that 2008 was to be a fallow year in my African adventures.  A chance to recoup and recharge, with a view to potentially taking my parents out to Uganda in 2009, though that is now unlikely.  Of course, I wasn’t to know that this year was to be so professionally challenging and, in retrospect, I realise that (1) there is no way I could have devoted enough energy to planning an Africa trip, and (2) that a month in the Australian sunshine would be exactly what I needed when November comes around.

After booking my flights at Easter, I did neglect my preparations somewhat, only beginning to get properly organised recently.  A plethora of internal travel has been sorted, as well as a nice hotel for the first stop of my trip in Melbourne – despite the trouble with not realising that the Melbourne Cup would be on at the same time.

From my arrival in Melbourne on the evening of 2nd November, where Ian will be joining me, I will go onto see my old friends David & Jennifer Read and their five children in Wagga Wagga for a couple of nights.  I haven’t seen them since 1990, when they left Edinburgh holding tightly to newborn, first son James.  Then its onto Sydney and, I think, Ian’s house-sitting place on the beach.

Sydney will possibly lead to Newcastle, where Stuart (a friend I went to school with) and his partner Brad are now located.  But that’s all a bit confusing at the moment, because I’ve actually got a flight booked from Sydney to Brisbane on the 15th.  And Brisbane = a short but loud bundle of Aussie fun.  Otherwise known as Natasha.  Then it’s up the coast to Townsville to see Anne & Bernie, and finally onto to Cairns where Jaq and her brood now reside.  This last stop is a very pleasant surprise, facilitated by their move from Perth earlier this year!

So, that’s what a year of anticipation will lead to.  I may take a few photos, so prepare to be bored rigid by them at some stage.  My hope is to write as I go around, but that depends on whether I can actually figure out availability of the Aussie wi-fi system.

sociacapitalism

Confessions first.  I am one of those high-flying corporate bankers who’ve done reasonably well out of the boom times.  There have been deals I’ve done, and deals I haven’t done, all in the property sector.  Since I took up my current role 2.5 years ago, giving me the opportunity to influence the structure and content of transactions, I have been involved in a number of complex and high-value deals.  Not one of them I regret, in fact, there’s one I continue to be extremely proud of and it will bring huge economic benefit in a particular place for a number of years to come.

I’ve worked hard and, so far as I am concerned, I’ve earned my rewards.  What I did for my employer was not some of the scary, highly-leveraged stuff you might have read about recently.  I’ve gone about my business in a manner that adheres closely to the Biblical morality I ascribe to – though nobody is perfect.

As I said, I don’t have any regrets about the business I’ve been involved with, despite everything else said about this sector.  At this time, however, life is difficult.  The credit crunch and wider economic circumstances mean that people like me are going to spend a lot of time taking care of leveraged situations.  This will not be news to anyone.  It’s going to be stressful and I don’t expect to see the light at the end of the tunnel (taking care to ensure it’s not an oncoming train) for a good while yet.

Today’s news should means that the critical stresses in the financial system will ease in the short- to medium-term.  It is unlikely to mean that we will avoid a recession in the UK and certainly will not stop the global economy going backwards for a while.  At this moment in time, however, it should get things going again and the bank’s involved have undertaken to return mortgages and small-business lending to 2007 levels – whatever that is – which should, and I repeat should, halt the steep decline in the housing market.

That’s basic economics – there is still massive latent demand for housing in the UK and, given the number of housebuilding sites that have ground to a halt in the last 6 months, a likely substantial shortage of product coming forward in the next 2 years – simple supply and demand theory.  Personally, I don’t foresee a sharp recovery given that the credit crunch is now having substantial impact in the real economy – the time lag is running at about 6 months.

The upshot of the current situation is that the bank that will be created out of my employers, and the employers of one of my best mates, will be approximately 40% owned by the UK Government.  By translation, owned by you and I, as taxpayers, due to our effective ownership of the machinery of government.  This has stopped the rot now, but rather than discuss how we got here and why this is the best course of action, I am much more interested in considering what this means for the UK financial system, and banking in particular.  I should add, for the avoidance of doubt, that I will not (cannot) enter into any debate that criticises the actions of my employer or its peers

What is clear to me is that we entering an incredible new era, one that has metamorphed from the last one in an amazingly short period of time.  The banks have been recapitalised in order to protect the health of the wider UK economy and, by extension, to ensure that taxes continue to flow into HM Treasury.  This will, in turn, continue to provide public infrastructure and the necessary altruistic services – health, education etc.  Banking will function for the good of the many, rather than purely for the benefit of shareholders.

One of the terms of the deal is that, while the preference shares owned by the state – £5bn in RBS, £4bn in the combined Lloyds/HBOS group – are outsanding, no cash dividends can be paid to ordinary shareholders.  In effect, any remaining shareholders will have to take a minimum 5-year view, which is when the prefs are due to be repaid.  This type of constraint will see the banks work to a public agenda for this period, and possibly longer given that the government will own substantial ordinary equity as well.

However, in order for this to work, for the banking system to restore the flow of credit and public income-stream, needs the individuals working in the sector to be allowed to employ their residual entrepreneurial flair.  They will need to know that, in that medium-term horizon, there will be rewards for them.  Executive bonuses are being encouraged, mandated if anyone oversteps the line, to be paid in shares.  This will provide motivation to the people that the country needs to retain, rather than follow the money train east.

To this end, I believe we could entering into a new form of capitalism.  Given that the death of Thatcherite economics has been called, this is a strain of capitalism that is strongly influenced to “do good”.  I am calling this sociacapitalism, though that this is a bit clunky and I’m open to other suggestions.

This is a conversation I want to start and I’m not sure where it’s going to go.  Banking is fundamentally changing and I want to be in on it.  My own thoughts and aspirations for the new era are necessarily going to be informed by my faith, but I am intrigued as to how other people see the new settlement working out.  Start talking….I’ll be back again soon.

This does not represent the views, published or unpublished, of …….ach, you know the rest.

a general update on life in a restored world

So many things to say, so little time.  I’ve been working quite hard lately, hence lack of anything approaching blog activity, nor socialising or anything like that.  The deal is now done and I have vowed to return to normality for a while.  In the meantime, here are some random, some not so random, things that have been occupying me.

The financial system

Not in meltdown, just a little jumpy.  The [insert expletives here] who messed with my employers’ share price last week – and put the jobs, dreams and pension plans of 1000s at risk – are, in a spirit of Christian forgiveness, erm, forgiven.  But don’t do it again, you naughty boys/girls.

Things are curious in my line of business at the moment.  I didn’t have to go through the early-90s recession that my Dad did, but this is all a bit different.  There is nothing fundamentally wrong with the UK economy, its just slowing down a little bit.

I went to Spain

Played golf.  Went to Gibraltar.  Saw Africa.  Drank wine.  Drank beer.  Ate the most amazing lamb dish.   Took lots of photos.

Realised I will never be good at golf.

The Mixu revolution

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So, Hibs are suddenly good again.  This is a very pleasant turnout of events.

To be fair, we haven’t played particularly sensationally in the last 2 and bit months.  We are just looking a lot more solid than we were under the now-much-maligned John Collins.  Some key players – Hogg, Jones, Maka, Fletcher – have found a bit of form and confidence, and we don’t look like we’re going to lose unluckily time and again.  Top 6 is a certainty and 3rd place is more than a pipedream, but a real possibility.

Keeping this team together, of course, is easier said than done.  However, one is allowed a little bit of optimism in the words of imminent Scotland debutant Steven Fletcher so you never know.

Toys

I bought a new guitar.  It’s very pretty.

And worthy of a post all of its own in the coming days.

Stupidity

Further to my previous posting, I have made up for not doing the charity run thing in May by volunteering for the Cairngorm Mountain Bike Challenge.  This is a corporate-led thing, with the need to cycle up to 100km in one day.  Its in September, so theoretically I have the time to train and get fit/lose weight.

The really stupid thing is that I managed to talk myself into this while in the pub last week.  In front of my Head of Dept.  Who’d just bought me three G&Ts, which I’d drunk on an empty stomach.

Yes, I am stupid.

Hodilays

I’m going to fly on one of these:

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I’ve finally booked my flights to Australia for November.  Leaving London on the morning of the 1st, arriving in Melbourne on the evening of the 2nd.  Back from Brisbane late on the 27th, landing in London in the afternoon of the 28th.  Inbetween, a lot of Australia to see.

Having booked on Singapore Airlines, the thought suddenly occurred to me earlier that I might end up on the new A380 double-decker super jumbo plane thing.  A quick potter around their website confirmed that yes, I’ll be on this.  That’s quite exciting.

Generally, I’m quite excited anyway, but that’s the creme-de-la-creme.

In a restored world

Things I’ve been pondering God-Jesus-Church-wise:

Am I engaged with Church/community?

What is this emerging church stuff about?

When I worship, am I just playing music I enjoy?

How do I get a deeper relationship with God when almost everything I’ve tried – bible notes, prayer guides, all the “cool” books – has left me feeling unsatisfied?

right time, right place, right thing

I was in Wales last weekend, for a mixture of business and pleasure.

Flying down on Friday morning, I spent the day in the company of my boss and some clients as we did the commercial side of things.  Wearing my banking hat, I thought it was a really encouraging time.  Obviously, I can’t mention any details about the customers, but we were very impressed with their plans and contingencies to deal with the current, difficult, economic climate.

They were due to host us (me, my boss, my boss’ wife) at the Millennium Stadium for Wales v Scotland in the Six Nations, so an overnight stay was required.  At Celtic Manor, venue of the 2010 Ryder Cup and more than easily qualifying for the tag of ‘quite nice’.  In the evening, the client’s company chairman and his wife came to the hotel for dinner.

Now, my boss had mentioned previously that this chairman bloke and his wife “had found the church late in life” – they are in their late 50s/early 60s.  The evening that followed has been the single most encouraging event I have experienced in work, where business and faith collided.

My boss, who I’ve learnt so much from and has been really fantastic to me, is not, as far as I can tell, a man of God.  However, I am aware that his wife is a church-goer and his youngest son (aged 18) is also a Christian.  For an entire evening, he was exposed to the conversation of 4 people (me, his wife, the chairman and the chairman’s wife) that was almost exclusively about church, faith, God and living out His Word in the place we find ourselves.

You have to understand that this NEVER happens in my line of work.  Excluding the chats I had with my old boss, who has an amazing lady who came to faith recently through the Catholic church, I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I have had an indepth conversation about faith in a work/business context.  To spend an entire evening doing so, in the presence of a non-Christian, was an incredibly encouraging and humbling experience.

I heard a lot of amazing things about these people who have used their (relative) wealth in later life to do good in the Lord’s name.  They are sponsoring projects in Rwanda and Fuji which have so many similarities to what my church is doing in East Africa.  To cap it all, as I was stood in an executive box in the stadium, awaiting Scotland’s horrible capitulation to the Welsh, we had another chat in which the chairman bloke expressed the thought that God had let him do what he did in business for so many years, but when the time was right, He called him to put those experiences and resources to work for the purpose of the Kingdom of God.

This made me think once again about why I am a banker.  I believe so very strongly that this is something that the Lord brought me into.  How I got a job in the bank to start with, every step I have taken on the promotion ladder, I have always felt His hand.  There are two specific occasions when I have very nearly turned my back on my career – coming back from a Uganda trip in 2003, I was ready to chuck it in there and then to work for MAF (that’s another story) and, 2005, when I thought God was calling me to go to bible college in Canada – but, fundamentally, I stayed.  Various things stopped me and know I am very happy in what I am doing.  I really like my job, I like the people I work with and I am being very thoroughly blessed with success.

But I’ve always wondered what I am being trained for.  Yes, I am supposed to be here, but what is the final destiny.  Part of me believes that that it is part of a process to get me full of skills and experience that He can use long-term in Africa, and keeps my hand in with that – by resourcing me for trips – in the meantime.

Whatever happens, that evening in Wales reminded me that He uses the things we do, the times we have.  The joy, the pain, the skills we learn and the knowledge we gain.  We cannot understand His purposes when we are going through the things we need to learn from.

There is a right time, a right place and a right thing for us.

down under

I have now officially booked the entire of November off work.  That sounds a lot, but it’s only 4 weeks of holiday.  I took the opportunity in an impromptu management meeting to raise the subject and finally secure the agreement of my boss and peers to my plans.  Lots of talking about it has come to an end.  It is now in the diary.

This means I am definitely going to go to Australia on holiday.  Since I went to wet and windy Western Wales with my parents and sister in 1992, it is fair to say I haven’t had what most people would consider a proper holiday.  OK, so I’ve been to East Africa 8 times since 1997, but I don’t count that, seeing as it is ‘work’ in a number of ways as well.

There’s also been a few long weekends and short breaks here and there.  Dublin in 1997, 2005 and 2006.  Amsterdam 2005.  Paris 2006.  The Scottish Highlands 2002 and 2004.  Loads of cultural trips to London since Mum and Dad moved to Essex in 1996.  Rome 2003.  Florence 2007.  But these were breaks, not holidays; the latter of which the trip to Australia will most definitely be.

In many ways, I’m really excited.  Can now look to book my flights and get the planning substantively underway.  I get to visit Anne, Bernie and new-born Hannah in Townsville.  Natasha in Brisbane.  The Reids in Wagga Wagga.  Possibly Stuart and Brad in Sydney (if they’re still there!).  All dependent, of course, on them being willing to welcome me :-)

I’m also quite scared.  It’s not that travelling alone worries me, I’ve certainly done it enough.  I can cope with the single room supplements and the dirty looks from restaurant staff when you ask for a table for one.  Having to sit next to a stranger on a long haul flight is an experience I’ve had many times.  It’s just that I will stepping out of my comfort zone and, oh, spending absolutely loads of money (the budget starts at £3000 and is likely to increase substantially).

But I’m lucky, well, blessed anyway.  God is giving me this opportunity in a time and a place, both professionally and personally, when/where I can do this.  This is just like all the times it is occurred that I simply wouldn’t be able to do what I do going to Africa regularly, though I’m having a year off from that this year; normal service resumes in 2009 (are you reading this Mum?).  That’s not to say singleness doesn’t suck, but that’s a whole other musing, currently in draft at the moment.

And anyone who wants to come too, let me know.

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