Looking around the conference, any conference you get a fascinating and insightful slice of your own questions - in this case questions that I myself at least struggle with.  Why am I so curious about the ministry of religion and its impact upon society?

For me the impact is the impact upon those I care about - the translation of laws, judgements and edicts upon life, fun, freedom and liberty - all within the welcome constraint of not harming others by your actions.

And looking round the folks here gathered, I find people talking laughing, sharing.  Indeed the laughter that I see is the ministry of love.  I remember well an interview with Michael Palin in which he recalled that many of the people who he found the most inspirational, the most funny and the most rewarding had studied such.  That they had spent years studying their life, their persona and honing their skills at university and within the subsequent social networks further built up their wisdom.  That the life enrichment of most people might come from their peers is perhaps obvious - I guess the answer I am looking for is whether the very enrichment and achievement of life can come through a faith model.  

And for now the faith model of the Unitarians looms up through chapel, dissent, campaigns - but I realise that even those words are deliberately chosen - church, legislation and lobbying can all be the same effects but entirely negative (to me) connotations.  But it seems to me that if the Unitarians are to be, to exist, to achieve then the definition needs to be spikey, curious and awkward.  For me Unitarians are those who are prepared to say no, ask why and who might stand up or refuse to.

And so sitting here in Mill Hill Chapel - listening and enjoying the consummation of ideas, thinking and experience and I'm wondering how this dovetails with my faith and my advocacy.  And I find my ideas growing, developing, my impatience rising and looking round about inequality, poverty and fairness.  And being in the city centre of Leeds we are in the right place.  

But as the light streams in through the windows of Mill Hill Chapel I realise that perhaps the failure is to meet here in the daytime when the city is living and moving and content.  What would be more revelatory would be to meet here at night - when the city cannot or does not sleep, at night when the screams of pleasure are undermined by the groans and discomfort of the sleepless and the homeless and how the demands of work leads to us leaving towns and cities so we don't see the pains of others.  

For my part, I live in Chesterfield, I will be slipping back to my bed tonight, I will be walking out through these strong oak doors and across the shining square into the ocean liner-esq railway station, through the razor tenth ticket barriers and slide home.  But first that will be a brusque walk as I move across Leeds City Centre past and through the homeless, those in need or those who fit outside our society models - as I prove my prejudices right.

So where next for Unitarian theology? Perhaps it stands around and sleeps on our streets, in our doorways and in the apparent eternal struggle of the haves and the have nots.  For looking back over history, change was achieved through identified injustice, supported though the mass medium of protest, and enacted by the legislators and attentive - perhaps I can be more confident in my niche and step up and make my Unitarianism live.