There was a time when my beard was long enough to braid — a time, actually, that coincided with the time when my daughter was the right age to enjoy doing that… “Daddy,” she would say “let me braid your beard.” Sometimes she would braid beads into my beard and I would come out looking a bit like Captain Jack Sparrow.
I’m afraid I forgot, in the heat of the moment, to push “record” on my device, so this sermon only exists in text form and no audio. This is sad because we all sang so nicely together! Oh well. I hope you enjoy it anyway… Rev. Mark When I was a kid – about the […]
A reed shaken by the wind.
This morning’s reading from eleventh chapter of Matthew contains a curious image.
It is curious… But I love it!
I suppose I might as well simply admit to you that I love it because it is curious!
By Ralph Waldo Emerson Thousand minstrels woke within me, “Our music’s in the hills;”— Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!—If thou knew’st who calls To twilight parks of beech and pine, High over the river intervals, Above the ploughman’s highest line, Over the owner’s farthest walls! Up! where the airy citadel O’erlooks […]
Arriving early for Deacons meeting last Thursday, I nearly ran over Owen Houghton and Bob Dunn who were standing in the church driveway, surveying the crèche that they’d just installed.
Pictures from the 2016 Christmas Fair
… I never thought of it before – but when someone says “pay attention” that person is not only saying “please listen” …
The person is saying: “what I am about to say is worth something to you.”
November 20th. Please bring non-perishable items for our Food Pantry.
Sometimes a sermon will come neatly printed and sometimes it will come like this. Both are equally precious and enlightening.