Well, it has been an evening of celebration on the TV. Some of it made sense, some of it needed explaining by the younger members of the family. As I write, it is the Brazilian presentation, which is bright and colourful, but the subtlety is lost on me in the same way that most of the subtlety of the earlier presentation would probably baffle the rest of the world.
The passing of the flag from Boris to Jacques to the mayor of Rio signalled that the olympics are now no longer here, but counting down to Rio.
There’s almost to much to comment on.
But id does make me think of the lowering of a flag 2000 years or so ago. Well, it wasn’t a flag, but a curtain, or a veil, and it wasn’t passed on, but torn from top to bottom, which is a bit weird for a curtain. But this one could only be torn from top to bottom.
That one signalled that the kingdom of God was no longer centred on the temple. It didn’t take another four years, but 40 days, for the Pentecost, which signals that the kingdom of God is with ordinary men and women, young people and children, Jews and Gentiles.
It allows everyone to be a champion, to claim the victory Jesus won.