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Saint Faith’s Prayer for
Mission
Faithful God, in baptism you have adopted us as your children,
made us members of the body of Christ and chosen us as inheritors
of your kingdom:
bless our plans for mission and outreach; guide us to seek and do
your will;
empower us by your Spirit to share our faith in witness and to serve,
and send us out as disciples of your Son Jesus Christ our Lord.
Amen
September 2006
From
the Ministry Team
Dear
friends,
There’s nothing like a heart attack to make one look at life
differently. This is a bit of a drastic step to have to take to get a
body to stop and take stock of life and make some necessary changes,
but I have always said, be careful what you pray for, you might get it
in a way you didn’t expect and don’t welcome.
For some time now, workaholic that I am, I have asked God to show me
how to reduce the chaos in my frantically busy lifestyle. ‘If only’, I
have wailed, ‘I could stop time whilst I catch up!’ One of my besetting
sins is being great at starting things but completely unrealistic about
the time available to finish them, resulting in not only an untidy home
but also an untidy - and very tired - mind, as I have so many things on
the go at the same time: hence my heartfelt prayer.
The redeeming factor here of course is that, whilst I am only a puny,
fallible human being with an over-developed sense of my own abilities,
God is the exact opposite. He is all-powerful, all-knowing and
fortunately all-forgiving, ever ready to accept our failings if only we
acknowledge them and bring them to him in prayer. And if we open our
minds and hearts long enough to listen to the replies to our prayers,
he is also all-helpful. And if we are willing to let go of our
self-will long enough to act on God’s promptings and make changes
in our lives then indeed miracles can happen.
Being told to take three months off work for the good of one’s health
turns out to be as good a way as any to say ‘Stop the world, I want to
get off.’ The enforced idleness is a bit like being in on a retreat,
giving time and space for reflection. The downside is the guilt, those
little voices in one’s head that whisper ‘you should be doing this, you
ought to be doing that, you must do the other.’ I have come to the
conclusion that these are not in fact the promptings of Godly duty, but
devious messages from the demon that is Screwtape’s nephew. Listening
to them grinds us down and wears us out until we are no use to anyone -
result to the Devil!
It is not selfish to look after oneself. First-aiders are taught that
to be any use whatever they must first consider how not to put
themselves at risk; a mother on a plane is taught to put on her own
life-jacket before helping her child.
Time spent in contemplative prayer is never wasted. That still small
voice we only hear when the noise around us fades can radiate out to
reach and enrich every part of our lives. We can use our quiet times to
evaluate - what is really important to us? Where is God in our lives?
Is he first, last and central to everything we do, or is he sidelined
to a service on Sunday and a few mid-week requests?
Sometimes it is hard to know how best we can change in response to
God’s messages, but help is always at hand in the scriptures: there is
no human dilemma which is not portrayed in the Bible for our
edification. When I am struggling to make the perfect decision that
will enable me to change the world for the better, I remember Jesus
gently explaining to the disciples that the Kingdom of Heaven is
elsewhere; our job is merely to follow him. All we need to do is follow
Christ, keep our own side of the street clean, and leave the rest to
God. He has no hands but ours but he’s pretty clear at telling us what
to do with them, if we only take some notice.
September, the start of the new academic year, is for many a time of
new beginnings after the rest and recuperation of the summer holidays.
I hope you will join me in looking forward to the future: I hope we can
remember together the words the Angel Gabriel spoke to Mary: ‘God will
take care of everything,’ he said. ‘Nothing is too hard for him.’
Cynthia
Mission
A sermon preached by Fr. Neil on
Sunday 16th July
I was talking recently to a priest friend who serves in one of the
Cathedrals of our country. And the most unheard-of things are soon to
happen there - lay people will be leading the intercessions and
administering the chalice. Can you believe it? Whatever next? No wonder
people say the Church is losing the plot!
And, I gather, some have written and complained, saying they will not
come to communion if they have to receive ‘it’ from a lay person. I
felt rather proud of our parish; I said we got over that years ago. Now
people only stay away if they don’t want to sing modern songs at an
all-age Eucharist. Surely that’s a more valid reason than lay people
administering the chalice?
It of course got us on to a fascinating discussion about where true
loyalties lie; needless to say, in parish church, in cathedral, we
really have lost the plot compared to the faithfulness of the first
disciples of the early church. Indeed, if the first disciples did get
so
worked up about things would they ever have got the church off the
ground and given us something to belong to today, even if it is
sometimes on our terms and not God’s? Is our membership of the church
driven by a desire to get what we want, regardless of other people’s
needs? Like a spoilt child, if we don’t get want we
want, we sometimes won’t
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play. Whilst some are spending time and energy mourning the church of
yesterday, others are spending time and energy, and money, and
enthusiasm, seeking to secure a church of tomorrow.
People talk of the Sacrament of the present moment and indeed there is
an argument for saying it is the most important sacrament of all. It is
now we are sent to witness to our faith. Maybe tomorrow too, but
tomorrow won’t come for everyone. It is now God meets us in the
Sacrament at the Altar, perhaps tomorrow too. It is the
fundamental message of the Incarnation – the message of the Crib – God
is here. He is with us: Emmanuel. It is, or should be, that realization
of God in our midst that calls us to our knees in prayer and worship,
and sends us out on our feet in love and service.
Plans and policies most certainly have their place, as I have said
before. We need targets to aim for so that we don’t become complacent.
But whether it is seeking to involve the laity more, seeking to involve
children and young adults more in worship, seeking to put together
intricate systems for pastoral care, seeking to encourage those with no
faith to embrace faith, all we do, day by day, should be within the
framework and context of mission and we must realize the part we are
each called, by virtue of our baptism, to play in God’s mission. We
don’t do it for ourselves but for him who laid down his life for us.
You see we can’t come to worship a God who has given his heart away,
when the driving force within us is getting what we want. With a
selfish attitude, how can we encounter the self-less God? All our
activities must be set within the context of Mission, the theme of
today’s readings; without that driving force there is no real sense of
us doing the Lord’s work.
In an interview with the newly elected Primate of America’s Anglican
Church in ‘Time’ magazine, Bishop Katherine Jefferts Schori was asked:
‘What will be your focus as head of the U.S. church?’ She replied
saying: ‘Our focus needs to be on feeding people who go to bed hungry,
on providing primary education to girls and boys, on healing people
with AIDS, on addressing tuberculosis and malaria, on sustainable
development. That ought to be the primary focus.’ That, in a word, is
mission. All too easy for us to forget when we are caught up, sometimes
rightly, in church politicking.
In today’s Gospel reading Jesus sends his apostles out on their first
mission without him, and without any visible means of support. They
certainly didn’t have computers or internet access; they certainly
didn’t have stipends paid by the church commissioners or large
vicarages to live in; they certainly didn’t have electronic diaries and
Excel spreadsheets. No laser printing, no working contract or annual
appraisal. No performance-related pay, Christmas bonuses and golden
hand-shakes. They didn’t have two or three cars parked in their drive
and first-class rail travel!
What did they have? They had a living faith. They had a real desire for
that faith to be shared, for they knew it didn’t belong
solely to them but to the whole world. They had a real
passion for preaching the Gospel and bringing people to know and
understand the love of God made known in Jesus Christ. That was their
raison d’etre. That was their life. Without such zeal and enthusiasm
would the church have survived beyond their lifetime?
Unlike
many of us and our churches’ pronouncements, when they spoke about the
poor, they actually knew what it felt like! They weren’t going out in
order to get their own way, but to bring people to a knowledge of God’s
way for them.
How about us? Is our faith living, dying or dead? Do we have a real
desire for the faith to be shared with the whole world or are we simply
happy to take what we want from the church and forget others? Do we
have a real passion for preaching the Gospel? Do we have zeal for the
Gospel? Do we have enthusiasm? Will the church survive into another
generation because of our witness? Of course it is a scary prospect:
none of us adapts easily to change. We all find it easier to stay
within our familiar comfort zones, me included. But change is at the
very heart of the Gospel.
As we
leave here we are sent out like the people in the gospel reading, to
take what really matters to the world. We perhaps need a change of
heart, a change of priorities, a change of outlook, a change of
attitude. No sacrifice, no success. Many of us could continue to stay
in cloud cuckoo-land saying our prayers; or we can open our eyes to the
reality of the church in the world today and grasp the opportunities,
for they are endless. And if the church does seem to be a new creation
in the 21st century, that doesn’t mean it is the work of the devil! Who
knows, maybe God wants His church to be a new creation?
A Very
Generous Legacy
Last month, we finally received confirmation that St Faith’s has
benefited from a very generous bequest from the late John Taylor in the
sum of £145,000 for which we thank God.
This is excellent news but, large though the legacy is, we must use it
wisely. There is huge pressure on our day-to-day needs in the parish,
with gas costs rising at an alarming rate and the 2007 Parish Share
going up by 8% to over £40,000. We must not forget, too, our
church’s mission - but there are other needs as well.
The Premises Committee has been considering the replacement of the
heating system and emergency electrical safety work in the hall and
church will be undertaken shortly. There is dry rot in the sacristy and
roofing repairs are needed. We have also just received a generous
donation towards the provision of disability access. The PCC is meeting
in September to consider these and other issues, so please pray for us
as we wrestle with so many competing demands.
David Jones
Treasurer
Saints in
September
4th – Saint Cuthbert, Bishop
Born about 634, St Cuthbert died on Farne Island, Northumberland on 20
March 687. By tradition a shepherd boy, he became monk and later prior
at Melrose. After the Synod of Whitby in 664, he became prior of
Lindisfarne, and gradually won over the community to Roman customs.
Although zealous in preaching the Gospel, he was most deeply attracted
to the life of a hermit, and in 676 left the monastery to live in
solitude on the island of Inner Farne. For the last two years of his
life he served as Bishop of Lindisfarne but returned to his island to
die. His incorrupt remains were removed from their resting place at
Lindisfarne to escape Viking raiders, and on this day were eventually
enshrined at Durham, which with Lindisfarne has remained a centre of
his cult to this day. He is remembered as the most popular of the
Anglo-Saxon saints of Northern England.
19 September – St Theodore of Canterbury, Bishop
Born at Tarsus (Turkey) about 601, St Theodore died at Canterbury on
this day in 690. A Greek by birth, Theodore was a monk in Italy who was
not ordained priest until he was appointed Archbishop of Canterbury by
Pope Vitalian in 666 at the age of 65. He arrived in England in 669,
and for the rest of his life reorganised and reformed the life of the
Church throughout the country, holding visitations and synods,
establishing new dioceses and a great school at Canterbury, and
reconciling divisions between those of the Celtic and those of the
Roman tradition. He is remembered for his scholarship and for his
bringing unity and organisation to a divided church.
24 September – Our Lady of Walsingham
This feast celebrates the shrine of Our Lady at Walsingham in Norfolk,
one of the great pilgrimage centres of medieval times. The lady of the
manor of Walsingham, Richeldis de Faverches, was instructed by a vision
of the Virgin Mary to build in her village an exact replica of the
house in Nazareth in which the Annunciation had taken place. The vision
occurred, according to tradition, in 1061, though a more likely date
for the construction of the shrine is a hundred years later. The
original house was destroyed at the Reformation, but during the 19th
and early 20th centuries pilgrimage to Walsingham was revived both for
Anglicans and for Roman Catholics.
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FR DENNIS’S THOUGHT FOR THE MONTH
A Crabbit
old woman
This poem first appeared in 'Beacon House News', a magazine of the
Northern Ireland Association for Mental Health. A young nurse worked at
the Ashludie Hospital, Dundee, and discovered the poem when going
through the possessions of an old woman who had recently died. Sister
Crellin had the poem engraved on a silver plaque in her Ward office. It
provides a timely reminder to us all always to look closer.
What do you see, nurses, what do you see?
Are you thinking when you are looking at me –
A crabbit old woman, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with far-away eyes,
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice – ‘I do wish you’d try’.
Who seems not to notice the things that you do,
And forever is losing a stocking or shoe,
Who, unresisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.
Is that what you’re thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse, you’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
As I rise at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of ten with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters who love one another.
A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet,
Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet:
A bride soon at twenty - my heart gives a leap,
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep:
At twenty-five now I have young of my own,
Who need me to build a secure happy home:
A woman of thirty, my young now grow fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last:
At forty, my young sons have grown and have gone,
But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn:
At fifty once more babies play round my knee,
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,
I look at the future, I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own,
And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known.
I’m an old woman now and nature is cruel –
‘Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body it crumbles, grace and vigour depart,
There is now a stone where I once had a heart:
But inside this old carcase a young girl still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain,
And I’m loving and living life over again.
I think of the years all too few - gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, nurses, open and see
Not a crabbit old woman, look closer - see ME!
Harry
Roberts R.I.P.
Sermon preached by Fr. Neil at Harry’s
Funeral Mass
‘Family’ is at the very heart of our thoughts today, for Harry was very
much a family man and a guiding light in Harry’s life was undoubtedly
the Christian Faith experienced through membership of the Christian
Family. The Christian Faith has been a major part of Harry’s life in
his attendance at church, singing in the choir at an early age, through
many years faithful service at St. Nicholas, where among other things
he was a sidesman, and for many years a faithful member of St. Faith’s.
Harry was a staunch member of the 8 o’clock congregation here and when
I first arrived I realized that in Harry, we had a character! Unlike
some people at St. Faith’s who do a marvellous job of smiling at the
Vicar in one breath, then moaning and criticizing behind his back,
Harry wasn’t like that. If he didn’t like something, the Vicar would be
the first to know, and first hand. If only there were more like that.
In my first Advent I decided the 8 o’clockers should get a short
homily. Harry disagreed. When I asked why he said ‘because you talk at
us, and we can’t answer back!’ Refreshingly honest. Not that it stopped
him giving his opinion on what you said. But you always knew with Harry
it was truthful, heartfelt and honest and sincere.
Many will know Harry for his faithful years of service on the parole
board of the prison service – something which he took very seriously
and was passionate about. I gather that when he used to annoy her,
Dottie would threaten to ring the prison governor and see if there was
a spare cell going! He was proud of a framed hand-made certificate
given to ‘Sir Harry Roberts’ from someone to commemorate the visit of
Princess Anne to the prison. Harry was involved in Merseycare and
thoroughly enjoyed his work visiting former prisoners. His sense of
compassion would put many a so-called practising Christian to shame!
Many will know Harry for his work as a teacher and in his teaching
career he served as deputy at Waterloo County School and was Head of
Middle School at Manor High School and was involved with the work of
the N.U.T. in this local area.
Harry made a great deal of friends over the years, many of whom held
him in very special and high regard. But it was at the Liverpool
Institute he began a friendship with Ronnie Woan which was to last some
75 years. What a record!
He was a life member of Merseyside County Schools Football Association
and worked for them as auditor. He was an independent member of the
local review committee at Walton, a member of St. Mary’s Old Boys’ Club
and treasurer of Crosby and District Schoolboy Footballers. Harry was a
Liverpudlian when it came to football and was not only proud of L.F.C.
but of Liverpool as a city.
He thoroughly enjoyed his work on the recently-folded community forum
and he served the committee of the Crosby Festival. Harry had a passion
for justice and fairness and believed that we are put on earth to make
a difference. Harry, you most certainly did!
Harry enjoyed a happy retirement, and a well deserved one, and of
course it was a source of real joy for all of us when two years ago on
7th July he married Sheila here in this church at the grand age of 85.
What a remarkable, fun-filled, action-packed, hard-working life! Even
in his last few days in the hospital he would share his views with the
nurses on the state of the nation and hadn’t given up on his passion
for justice and a better world.
Now of course, Harry knows better than we do about that world referred
to in our first reading. A world which enjoys the fullness of justice,
of equality, of light, happiness and peace. A world which we can only
glimpse as we journey though life; yet a glimpse which is somehow
nearer to us when people like Harry contribute to the well-being of our
world. Yes, Harry, the world is much definitely a better place because
of you.
So now, it is our privilege as well as our sad task, to commend Harry
to the arms of the one who created him and sustained him through his 87
years. If anyone ever deserved a rest, it is Harry. As we commend his
soul to God’s mercy we pray that those same arms of love will comfort
and strengthen us. And that is where Harry would want us to turn today:
to God, and to one another.
Our next hymn puts it so well:
Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
Whose voice is contentment, whose presence is balm,
Be there at our sleeping, and give us, we pray,
Your peace in our hearts, Lord, at the end of the day.
As we reflect on, and celebrate, Harry’s life it may well seem to us
that he has now come to the end of the day. But of course the truth is
for Harry, a new day has only just begun.
As someone once said: ‘Death is not extinguishing the light. It is
putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.’
‘Would
you Adam and Eve It?’
God said, ‘Go down into that valley.’
And Adam said, ‘What’s a valley?’ and God explained it to him.
Then God said, ‘Cross the river.’ And Adam said ‘What’s a river?’ and
God explained it to him.
And then God said, ‘Go over the hill.’ And Adam said, ‘What’s a hill?’
and God explained it to him.
Then God told Adam, ‘On the other side of the hill, you will find a
cave.’ And Adam said, ‘What’s a cave?’ And God explained that to him.
‘In the cave you will find a woman.’ And Adam said, ‘What’s a woman?’
So God explained that to him, and said, ‘I want you to reproduce.’ And
Adam said, ‘How do I do that?’ So God explained it to him.
So off went Adam, down into the valley, across the river, and over the
hill, and into the cave, and found the woman, and in about five minutes
he was back.
God said angrily, ‘What is it now?’ And Adam said, ‘What’s a headache?’
Licensing
of Fr Neil
The Bishop of Warrington will be coming to St. Faith’s on 24th
September to license Fr Neil as Diocesan Adviser on Liturgy and
Worship. This is a new post in the Diocese and as part of his work, Fr.
Neil will be a member of the Diocesan Church Growth and Ecumenism Team.
All are
welcome to this Diocesan Service. The music will be led by our choir
and visiting musicians from Ormskirk Parish Church and will be followed
by a glass of wine.
the great
questioner..
Submitted
by Fr. Neil, from the Franciscan Priest Richard Rohr, writing in the
latest issue of Third Way (http://www.thirdway.org.uk/) magazine...
‘Jesus is asked 183 questions directly in the four Gospels. He only
answered three of them forthrightly. The others he either ignored, kept
silent about, asked a question in return, changed the subject, told a
story or gave an audio/visual aid to make his point, told them it was
the wrong question, revealed their insincerity or hypocrisy, made the
exactly opposite point, or redirected the question elsewhere!
Check it out for yourself. He himself asks 307 questions, which would
seem to set a pattern for imitation. Considering this, it is really
rather amazing that the church became an official answering machine and
a very self assured program for ‘sin management’.
Many, if not most, of Jesus’ teaching would never pass contemporary
orthodoxy tests in either the Roman Office or the Southern Baptist
Convention. Most of his statements are so open to misinterpretation
that should he teach today, he would probably be called a ‘relativist’
in almost all areas except one: his insistence upon the goodness and
reliability of God. That was his only consistent absolute.’
Ged
Fr Neil writes:
I gather that when Fr. Richard wanted to appoint Ged as Director of
Music at S. Faith’s there were complaints from some. I know of certain
people (one of whom left after I arrived as I was the wrong appointment
too!) who requested an audience with my predecessor only to tell him
who should be given the job. And people claimed he was too young and
inexperienced. How could he possibly do the job? It just goes to show
how wrong our impressions can be, because at this stage in the game I
don’t think any of us could imagine St. Faith’s choir without Ged. We
have been quite rightly proud of our choir’s achievements over the past
ten years. And those achievements have not just been seen or heard in
S. Faith’s but in Cathedrals and Royal Chapels up and down the country
as well as the medium of BBC1 TV and BBC Radio Merseyside. He has
admirably built on the work of Jane Greengrass, Mike Foy and George
Gilford and indeed all those who have served before.
Ged has endeared himself to all, young and old alike, and his
commitment to the choir of S. Faith’s has often gone beyond duty to
care, compassion and friendship in all kinds of ways. A year or
so ago we tried to put a contract in place. It
took about a year to do so,
and I hope I’m not speaking out of turn when I say that Ged didn’t
really take to the idea! That’s fine – not everyone gets excited about
bureaucracy and red tape (and we certainly need a few more priests to
sit lightly to all that). But of course one of the reasons he never
took to the idea is that Ged never saw his role in such black and white
terms! His work often took him beyond services he was scheduled (and
indeed paid) to play for, to helping out for all sorts of things when
many other organists would have said no! If he was free, Ged would be
found in a whole variety of churches playing for all kinds of services,
as well as accompanying concerts, teaching and generally enjoying
making music and encouraging others to do so. The young musicians of
Liverpool and Sefton couldn’t have had a better person to teach and
encourage them than their young (and even more young at heart) ‘Mr
Callacher’.
In Ged the choir has had someone who has cared about not just their
musical life but their individual lives too. He is a sympathetic
listener, a person to offer practical help and has the great gift of
knowing how to lighten a situation without taking away from any serious
issues that may be present.
People of course ask silly questions: ‘Why do you want to be a priest
when you could do something with your life?’ Needless to say such
people never understand the concept of service and sacrifice, or less
still vocation. Ged will take to his ministry a wealth of
understanding, a wealth of people-skills, a deep understanding of
Anglican liturgy and pastoral practice which many other Catholic
seminarians will only ever hear of or read about. Certainly the future
of the church, in ecumenical eyes, needs people like Ged to serve it.
The wife of a former curate said to me some years ago, people never
leave St. Faith’s, they just move away! I hope that Ged will continue
to be a friend of this community for many years to come and that he
leaves for the seminary knowing he has our love, our support and our
friendship.
Lord, you told us that ‘The harvest
indeed is great but the labourers are few. Pray, therefore, the Lord of
the harvest to send labourers into His harvest.’ As we thank you for
the blessings we have received in this place through Ged’s years of
faithful service and companionship, we ask you to strengthen him as he
follows a new path to which You have called him. We pray for all those
called to serve as priests, deacons and lay ministers:
Those whom You have called,
Those You are calling now,
Those You will call in the future.
May they be open and responsive to
the call and privilege of serving your people.
We ask this through Christ, our Lord.
Amen.
Holiday
Club Happenings 2006
The fourth annual
extravaganza that is the Saint Faith’s Holiday Club was a marvellous
occasion. The five pages of preceding pictures tell the story and show
that, needless to say, A Good Time was Had By All. The words below –
from the Vicar, and from one of the children, complete the picture.
With Many Thanks
Thank you Joan – and your team – for giving the young people of our
community another week to remember. It was all huge fun: there was a
marvellous atmosphere; the children were extremely well behaved and
appreciative and that of course make the whole thing worthwhile.
Doubtless other reports will appear, and not a few photos, but many
thanks to all who gave of their time, talents and energy to give 50
young people in our community a week to remember.
Fr Neil
St Faith’s Holiday Club
I would like to tell everyone how much fun the holiday club was. Me and
my sister Marcie really enjoyed ourselves. The week was all about outer
space. Our group was the ‘Martians’.
On Monday we got together and shaped bits of modeling clay into the
shape of the moon, and made little finger prints on it. It was a pencil
holder, so we stuck a pencil in it. Then we got two paper plates and
painted them, and then there was lunch break. Then we drew two clouds
and one rocket, and we stuck little stars on the clouds. We also drew
two planets and coloured them in. Then we got two glitter pens and drew
some lines and we drew another little rocket. We chose our favourite
coloured paper and stuck it over two rockets and chose one glitter pen
and drew a door and a window onto our rockets. Then we went into the
church and played with the parachute and learned some songs.
On Tuesday the rockets, clouds and planets were made into a mobile. The
first two children to finish off their flying saucers, were me (that’s
Josie Appleton) and Fay Bennett, my best friend. We stuck on five smily
faces and five plain stickers for the portals, and right now our
mobiles and flying saucers are hanging in our kitchen at home. Then we
played for about twenty minutes. Then we made some little fluffy door
hangers to put on our bedroom door handles. Then we had our lunch and
took off our badges, put our caps on, got on the coach and went to the
Space Station. The Space Station was great fun! I can’t tell you all
about the Space Station because it would take forever.
On Wednesday we got the lid of a shoebox, and took a rainbow coloured
crayon and coloured in the background. We got some stars and some
glitter pens and we stuck on the stars, and drew some comets with the
glitter pens. Then we stuck some planets, a space shuttle and an
astronaut. And if you didn’t have one of those you could just cut one
out. We also coloured in some little space pictures and then cut them
out, and put them in the special machine which made them into badges.
On Thursday we had a full day out at Stockley Farm. First we went on
the tractors, then after that we spent our pocket money on some toys.
Then we fed the lambs. One of the groups of lambs was named after
Thomas the Tank Engine, and Spongebob Squarepants! We had our lunch at
the farm and then after that we played on a big heap of haystacks, and
some of the children jumped off the high edge and fell in the hay! On
Friday, we painted our moons yellow. We also chose a pencil and a
sticker and cut out the sticker and put it on the pencil. So then we
had our own little pencil pot and we had our own pencil to put in it.
Then we painted the sun (on a paper plate), stuck on some sunglasses
and then drew on a smiley face. Then after lunch we had a special
service in the church, where we used our sun faces and sang some songs.
Then me and Marcie went to the disco and had a lovely barbecue in
Father Neil’s garden.
We would like to say ‘Thank you very much’ to everyone who looked after
us at the holiday club. We had so much fun, why don’t you join the
holiday club next year?
Josie Appleton
Pastoral Priorities
Fr. Neil writes:
In ‘The Healthy Churches’ Handbook’ Robert Warren makes many excellent
points. Not all of them are as new as the book: one of the exercises he
mentions was done at the Ministry Team away-day in 2000 when we were
joined by the Vicar of Huyton (who incidentally has just been appointed
Bishop of Lancaster). Some of what is said is echoed in the Diocesan
Review (do a few things and do them well) and the point is made in his
book that we should do the basics well, and here he means public
worship, pastoral care, stewardship and administration. These were
sentiments echoed by Linda Jones from the Church Growth and Ecumenism
Team when she spoke at our last joint PCC’s away-day.
Pastoral Care is always difficult to get absolutely right. Our thinking
has shifted, quite rightly, from seeing that ‘the church’ means a
person in a clerical collar to a ministry of all the baptized. Over the
years we have lost sight of that fact and very much ‘clericalised’ the
church - look no further than the New Testament if you want to see that
every member of the church has a ministry. As has been said many times
before, the whole family of St Faith’s really does come into its own
when people need caring for and visiting.
But it is easy for people to go unnoticed. This can happen for a
variety of reasons. No longer are we in a situation where it can be
guaranteed that the Vicar and his colleagues will be in the church
every Sunday and will see every parishioner. All four priests here take
our turn at covering other churches in many parts of the diocese. Let
us not forget (I sometimes think we do) that we have a ministry team of
four priests and three readers – many of my colleagues work
single-handedly with two parishes or more. Please don’t forget how
lucky we are compared to so many other parishes. So there are some
Sundays when our clergy are elsewhere. But also it is true to say that
a number of people who would call themselves ‘regular’ church-goers no
longer attend church each week. Sunday is no longer the day it was.
Patterns of work and family life have changed enormously. We all
recognize that. All the more reason for us to keep our pastoral eyes
open.
To this end a scheme which almost got off the ground a few years ago is
being looked at again. It came about as a result of discussions at the
Ministry Team Away Day in 2004 and it is basically seeking to involve
more people in pastoral oversight. Known as ‘pastoral links’ these
people (in most cases magazine deliverers) agree to keep an ‘eye’ on
perhaps a dozen people at any time and, if they aren’t in church for a
couple of weeks will let a member of the ministry team know. (In years
past there was always an expectation that ‘Newslink’ deliverers would
fulfil this sort of role by knocking on each door as the magazine was
delivered, so in a sense it is not new; we are simply resurrecting an
old system!)
People absent from church may of course be on holiday; there may be
perfectly good reasons why they are not there. But we want to avoid a
situation where someone missing goes unnoticed. It is not like a
churchy version of Big Brother (or Big Sister); it is simply seeking to
keep lines of communication open and reporting on when visits are
necessary. I can guarantee that at least once a month I will go to the
hospital only to come away and find out that someone has been there for
days. But they haven’t told me, and usually the weekly sheet says which
day I will be in the hospitals. It is better to find out from three
people that someone is ill than to not know at all. Everyone will know
who their ‘link’ person is: so you don’t have to sit during the service
wondering who has their eye on you! And the link person’s phone number
will be available so that, if people for example have difficulty in
getting to church, the link person may be able to help with a lift. But
they, like me, will not be clairvoyant! If there are special requests
or difficulties it helps if we know. Communication is a two-way
process.
The Ministry Team is finalizing this scheme and I hope it will be up
and running in the Autumn. I would like us formally launch the scheme
on All Saints’ Day, 1st November. Of course it doesn’t require an
official launch but it is much better to get a scheme off the ground
with a focus of prayer and commitment. To that end those who will act
as pastoral links will, I hope, be making a dedication to that ministry
on All Saints’ Day. More details next month.
The other new initiative from next month is that the Ministry Team will
meet more frequently than once a month. Starting in September there
will be a weekly meeting of the Team at 7.30am each Monday morning. The
meeting will include breakfast (how else can I persuade people to
come?) and will last no longer than 30 minutes, to allow people to go
off to work. It has to be said that if we could have found a better
time we would have done! But, as with many organizations, a weekly
staff meeting sets the agenda for the coming week and, in our case, can
reflect upon matters arising from the day before, whether they be
liturgical, pastoral or otherwise. It is a huge commitment on behalf of
the Team but we all realize the sacrifices that we personally have to
make in order to give a strong lead to the mission of the parish. In
the good old days of Vicars and full-time curates, most parishes had
Monday morning ‘staff meetings’ to set out the week and I believe this
can only be a good thing.
We will still meet on the last Tuesday of the month but with less
‘business’ to deal with those meeting can now be more wide-ranging,
such as discussing topical issues in depth, sharing our thoughts on a
recent book or report, or even enjoying a BBQ when the weather permits
and simply getting to know each other better!
Please pray for your ministry team – we are committed to working
together for the mission of our two churches and we need your prayerful
support in order to help us do that. I believe there are very exciting
times ahead.
Living
or Dying
A live church has parking problems.
A dying church doesn’t.
A live church has lots of noisy children around.
A dying church enjoys peace and quiet.
A live church often changes how things are done to do them better.
A dying church doesn’t need to.
A live church dreams greater dreams for God’s kingdom.
A dying church has nightmares.
A live church invites people to risk involvement and new ideas.
A dying church says plays it safe and never risks anything.
A live church supports world mission.
A dying church says ‘charity begins at home’.
A live church uses traditions and buildings to serve God and people.
A dying church uses people to serve the traditions and buildings.
A live church worships.
A dying church worries.
A live church is filled with givers.
A dying church is filled with tippers.
A live church forgives and seeks forgiveness.
A dying church never makes mistakes.
A live church looks for challenges and opportunities.
A dying church looks out for problems and dangers.
A live church evangelises.
A dying church fossilises.
from the magazine of St Mary the
Virgin, Davyhulme, Manchester
Oh how true!
In the year 2006, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the
United Kingdom, and said, ‘Once again, the earth has become wicked and
over-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me. Build another
Ark and save two of every living thing along with a few good humans.’
He gave Noah the blueprints, saying, ‘You have six months to build the
Ark before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40
nights.’
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard
- but no Ark.
Noah!’ He roared, ‘I’m about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?’
‘Forgive me, Lord,’ begged Noah, ‘but things have changed. I needed a
building permit.
I’ve been arguing with the inspector about the need for a sprinkler
system.
My neighbours claim that I’ve violated the local planning permission by
building the Ark in my yard and exceeding the height limitations. We
had to go to the Appeal Board at the office of the Deputy Prime
Minister for a decision.
Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for the
future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to
clear the passage for the Ark’s move to the sea. I told them that the
sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.
Getting the wood was another problem. There’s a ban on cutting
local trees in order to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince
the environmentalists that I needed the wood to 17
save the owls - but no go!
When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.
They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will.
They argued the accommodation was too restrictive, and it was cruel and
inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space. Then the
Environment Protection Agency ruled that I couldn’t build the Ark
until they’d conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed
flood.
I’m still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights
Commission on how many minorities I’m supposed to hire for my building
crew. The Department of Immigration and Naturalization, within the Home
Office are checking the green-card status of most of the people who
want to work. The trades unions say I can’t use my sons. They insist I
have to hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience.
To make matters worse, the Inland Revenue have seized all my assets,
claiming I’m trying to leave the country illegally with endangered
species. So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least ten years for
me to finish this Ark.’
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow
stretched across the sky.
Noah looked up in wonder and asked, ‘You mean you’re not going to
destroy the world?’
‘No,’ said the Lord. ‘The government beat me to it.’
with thanks to Ron Crawley!
Help Wanted!
Unfortunately due to work commitments, Claire Hockney, who helps to run
the St Faith’s Rainbows Pack will no longer be able to do this very
valuable and important job. Since April Mary McFadyen and myself (we
run the Brownies) have taken it in turns to help Geraldine Forshaw on
Monday evenings.
So, on behalf of St Faith’s Rainbows, I would like to appeal to anyone
who may be interested in doing this very rewarding job. The Rainbows
meet on Monday evenings (school term time only) between 4.45 and
5.45pm. The girls are aged between 5 and 7 years, and at the moment we
have about 12 - 14 girls who regularly attend. Obviously a full CRB
check would need to be done. If you are interested or know of
someone who may be, please contact Fr Neil firstly.
If our appeal is unsuccessful, unfortunately, we may have to close our
Rainbows.
Sue Walsh
The Hunger
Site
As more and more people are surrendering to the blandishments of the
internet, this is a good time to advertise once again the existence of
an admirable website. The Hunger Site exists to relieve famine and
hardship worldwide, and one of its principal weapons is the facility
for anyone and everyone to fund food at the click of a mouse. The
donations are paid for by sponsors, who naturally promote their wares
on the site. But all you need to do is to add the site to your
‘favourites’, log on daily and with one click supply help. The website
address is supplied via the ‘LINKS’ page from our own site and the
editor, who put it there and uses it daily, hopes you will visit it
regularly.
‘You shall go to the Ball, Cinders!’
Leo Appleton
With the success of last February’s pantomime ‘Dick Whittington’,
we would like to go ahead and put on another show in February 2007.
Rather than the gruelling six month rehearsal schedule we have come to
know and love, we have decided to condense the whole process into a
much shorter time period, which will hopefully encourage more people to
get involved. At the moment, auditions are planned for September 16th
(could be subject to change), with rehearsals commencing in late
November (maybe a bit earlier for Principal characters). We may have to
timetable some mid-week rehearsals, but we usually end up doing this
anyway. Then, with an intensive January and February rehearsal
schedule, all being well we will have another successful show week
during the February half term (w/b 12th February). We have chosen
‘Cinderella’ as the next pantomime, so we’re now on the look out for
budding Buttons’s, Dandinis and Ugly Sisters (no shortage there I’m
sure). Similarly, I would be keen to know that we had enough volunteers
for the non-stage activities, particularly, costumes and wardrobe,
scenery and props, and for the front-of -house tasks during the week of
the production. If you are able to and would like to help in any
capacity, please let me know, and for all those who like to tread the
boards, we will confirm the audition dates shortly.
Interlude in Bath
As part of our fiftieth anniversary celebrations, our family arranged a
visit to Bath by train. Having a few hours to spare, on a warm, breezy
July afternoon, we walked to the Abbey, now the parish church of Bath.
Inside, we admired the amazing 16th century fan vaulting, the light
flooding in through the windows and the memorials covering the walls. 19
The stunning flower arrangements which caught our eye used orchids and
many other tropical flowers and leaves and had been specially created
for the University of Bath graduation ceremony a few days before.
More striking, however, was the air of quiet reverence even though
several hundred people were in the building. Then, on the hour, Revd
Colin Maggs, Chaplain of the Abbey ascended the pulpit steps and asked
for silence. He explained that every hour, there were a few minutes of
public prayer to emphasise that the Abbey was not just a museum of
historical treasures but a place of worship. We prayed for the world,
for our own communities and families and for Christians wherever they
may be. Later, Eric and I had a most interesting conversation with
Colin Maggs who is a great railway enthusiast and the author of 70
books about local railway history, with another in preparation. He was
recently awarded the M.B.E. for services to railway history. Colin drew
our attention to the. Abbey’s great East window, which contains 56
scenes in the life of Christ. He gave us a copy of a leaflet, part of
which is quoted below:
Jesus was born in an obscure town in Palestine called Bethlehem about
2,000 years ago. During his first 30 years he shared the daily life and
work of an ordinary home. For the next three years he went about
teaching people about God and healing the sick by the shores of Lake
Galilee. He called twelve ordinary men to be his helpers. He had no
money. He wrote no books. He commanded no army. He wielded no political
power. During his life he never travelled more than 200 miles in any
direction. He was executed by being nailed to a cross at the age of 33.
Today nearly 2 billion people throughout the world worship Jesus as
divine, the Son o f God. Through Jesus we discover God as our loving
father and in our daily lives we encounter the same God as Spirit.
He taught that we are all infinitely precious children of one heavenly
father, and that we should treat each other with love, respect and
forgiveness. Jesus’s actions alone would not have led him to a
criminal’s death, but his teaching challenged the religious and moral
beliefs of the day. When, three days after he had died on the cros,s
his followers did indeed meet him alive again, frightened and defeated
men became fearless and joyful messengers.
The message of the good news about Jesus is the reason the Abbey
exists. It is the reason why all over the world there are Christians
who know what it means to meet the living Jesus.
May your time in the Abbey be a blessing to you
Indeed it was!
Eric and Barbara Wolstenholme
The
Walsingham Circle
Miriam Jones
I’ll begin with a little background of the origins of the Circle, for
those of you who wonder what it’s all about! Contrary to popular
belief, this is not an exclusive club for people who have been to
Walsingham. Yes, it has been founded by ten members of the Society of
Our Lady of Walsingham from our United Benefice, but is very much open
to all – indeed that is its function! All are welcome, and I’m sure
there will be something for everyone in the coming year’s gatherings.
These usually take place on the last Saturday of the month, either
preceeding or following the Mass, at which special prayers of
intercession are offered. However, there are some exceptions to this
rule, so read on!
The first meeting of the Autumn ‘term’ will be held on Saturday,
September 23rd, the Feast of Our Lady of Walsingham. We will meet at
the Vicarage at 11 a.m., where Martin Jones will pose the question ‘How
do we think of the risen, ascended Christ in relation to God’s
eternally begotten Word?’ He will introduce the subject with a short
explanation, then it will be open for discussion. We will move into
church for Mass at 12 noon. Following the service all are invited to
the home of Margaret Davies for a light lunch.
There will not be a meeting in October, so the next gathering will be
November 25th. As it is the same day as the Craft Day, the Mass will
take place at 12.15 p.m. This is to be followed by lunch at Joan and
Bill Tudhope’s house. December 8th will be a Eucharist with Advent
meditation held at 6.30 p.m., marking the Conception of the Blessed
Virgin Mary, followed by a Circle meeting at the home of Peter and
Lynne Connolly, including mulled wine and mince pies.
If you are coming to any of the above three events, please let me know,
purely for catering purposes! Ring me on 01744 889938 or e-mail
miriamjones6161@aol.com.
Future topics for discussion will include reviews and discussion on a
couple of books detailed below. If anyone is interested in obtaining a
copy of either book to peruse prior to this, please let me know, as I
can submit a bulk order which may reduce the cost of postage.
‘Finding Sanctuary – Monastic Steps for Everyday Life’ has been written
by Christopher Jamison, and is a follow-on from the TV series ‘The
Monastery’. In it, he offers ways in which the lessons of monastic
living and the teachings of S. Benedict can be put into practice in our
hectic, modern and unmonastic lives. He outlines the wisdom of Saint
Benedict and suggests how it can be applied to those who are not sure
what they believe, but are looking for ways to find spiritual space and
peace in the busy and often confusing world.
‘From the Abundance of the Heart’ is written by Stephen Cottrell,
Bishop of Reading and one of the authors of ‘Emmaus’, the
Christian basics course and many other books. Cover review – ‘This
joyful and vibrant new book puts mission and evangelism back to the top
of the agenda for Christians of all strands of catholic tradition. To
many the word ‘evangelism’ conjures up negative images of coercion and
manipulation. His approach is realistic, generous, inclusive and
creative. He presents a vision of an evangelising church that will
embrace Christians of every tradition, and explores practical ways of
developing structures and ministries that will establish a culture of
evangelism in local churches.’
I am sure you will agree that both books look fascinating and I, for
one, am looking forward to reading, learning from and discussing them
together.
There will be regular quarterly updates in the magazine and on the
website, giving further details of Circle meetings. If you have a
particular subject which you think would be of interest to talk about
or open for discussion, please let us know.
Look forward to seeing you on 23rd September.
Trivial
Tailpieces
Soft landing
A man who fell 30 feet down an old mill chimney at Cleckheaton, West
Yorkshire, while trying to rescue a friend’s pet hawk, owes his life to
landing on six inches of pigeon poo. He described his landing as
‘unpleasant but soft’.
Unfares, please!
Jack Holland, a Halifax pensioner who had lost his OAP free bus pass,
was made to pay full fare after a driver refused to believe he was a
pensioner. Mr Holland is 98.
Meanwhile, 71-year-old Brian Heal was ordered off a bus in Cardiff –
for carrying a tin of paint. The driver claimed that this breached new
health and safety laws and was a ‘dangerous cargo’. Other goods listed
as dangerous cargoes are guns, swords, gas cylinders and petrol.
(Items reproduced from ‘The Oldie’
and supplied by David Jones. The Editor joins him in commending this
excellent periodicalla, which is splendidly irreverent and caustically
critical of the absurdities of the age, to anyone else who feels mature
enough to read it)