A 'Christmas Rose'
And yesterday...
David presented Doug and Phyll Joll with a card and gift for their dedication and kindness in organising the parish lunch over the last twelve years. Everyone tucked into Gill Allen's shepherds pie (and probably came back for more...)
If you think that there's quite a lot about eating recorded in these pages, you're not wrong, but I don't expect you're surprised. Sharing meals together, symbolic and real, is at the heart of what we do as a church. It's when you write it all down that the theme comes through quite so strongly...
Starting the journey...
At the ten o'clock service Allison baptised baby Delilah, and the church welcomed her and her family into its fellowship. In the congregation was one-time choir member Matthew Bellamy with wife Nicola and new baby Harry. New life: new hope...
Here's Delilah proudly showing off her family
Breakfast Club...
More food again...for the body and the soul. Fourteen young people were fed and watered by Peter Halstead and John Fazackerley as they have been each fortnight during the past year. The 'soul' bit was led by Sue K. We refer you to our question of yesterday: could you guess who they were?
Looking forward to tomorrow...
High jinks at the Bold Dragoon around lunch-time as the Mothers Union enjoy their annual Christmas meal. Will the place ever be the same again...?
A prophet speaks
You think this is a gift?
It hangs on me like a curse.
Unable to help myself,
Addicted to truth,
Compelled by that jolting inner voice
Which may not be the real me.
Always doubting,
Scrabbling for words and images
To arrest and disturb;
Putting on dumb-shows
That are not understood:
Dressing in rags,
Breaking pottery,
Playing the jilted lover,
Hoisting a yoke on my shoulder.
It's damned hard work.
And for what?
My audience go their way.
They have jobs to do,
Children to raise,
Parents to care for;
Are necessarily oblivious.
See the future?
Ask a weather girl
Or buy some snake oil.
I deal in what is.
And what I see scares me.
Vince Cross
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