Monday, 3 February 2014
The Times They Are A-Changing
We have been blessed by visits from the Archdeacon, the Bishop, the Dean and a dozen or so other Rev's from various local churches and semi-retired local ministers.
Some. (most), are in our own Anglo-Catholic tradition, others rather less so, and one particular individual from a very different one.
This can be illuminating, inspiring, or on occasion, somewhat disconcerting, but since we are assured by those in a position to know, that we are going to acquire an incumbent of our own persuasion - eventually - we must settle for what we are offered in the interim.
Change is all around us, and even the day-to-day running of the church is constantly shifting ground and altering time-honoured procedures in order to adapt.
In some ways it has brought us closer together as a community but in others cracks are appearing.
As so many other people are looking at their roles whether paid or volunteer, I decided to make some changes of my own.
The Space - listening ear drop-in organisation which is a flourishing part of St Mary's will now have the benefit of more of my time (poor souls, they won't know what's hit them). While the parish office will see rather less of me (cheers resound).
Additionally I will now be a one-morning a week meeter and greeter, and hopefully will have a bit of training in the rich history of the church so I can officially bore any unwary visitors who make the mistake of asking questions.
The choir has not yet objected to my bass-baritone groaning on Sundays, so that will continue until they do.
Oh, and my face is at last clear of eczema so I look nearly human again.
All we need now is for the weather to change while there is still some of the country not underwater and joy will be unconfined.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 10:54:00 pm