Beetles and pastoral care

Tonight, some of the folk who are working towards setting up a pastoral care team at Little paxton Church met at the Vicarage. We are CRB checked, enthusiastic and caring – and ready to go. Towards the end of the meeting, a bettle walked slowly across the heather coloured carpet and it took our attention for a while. A small, delicate  and hesitant little being, out of its natural environment. Someone picked it up and gently put it into the front garden.

I wonder, where do I feel most at home? I certainly feel edgy if I am out of my comfort zone. Feeling right with God can be important to us – doing and being what we feel He wants us to be and do. Maybe pastoral care has something to do with helping one another  to find where we  belong – both spiritually and emotionally.

Open Church

This morning after HC we had our church open for an hour or so. We were about to close up when a local person came in and just wanted to pray for a while. Afterwards there was a opportunity for a brief conversation. If only we could have our churches open all the time – many are perhaps in more rural areas or where there are stewrads available to keep an eye on things.   Who  knows how many people would come in for some quiet time and prayer?

Toast in the morning

Enjoying a piece of toast ( or two) for breakfast. Very tasty bread from Tesco’s bakery. Toast has been part of my  breakfast route for years and years – and no need to stop now – though it might be better if I cut down on bread eating the rest of the day….

Bit like going to Holy Communion for some people – its a crucial part of their spiritual feeding and a regular diet of receiving bread and wine is nourishing and enabling. So, off in a moment to Little Paxton Church to celebrate HC in the chancel – there is usually about 10 or so folk there. I do a short homily usually on a saint – the nearest one date wise is saint Matthias – he is remembered tomorrow, but theres not a lot known about him – so I shall talk about Mrs Scare Crow as I did last night at PCC. She’s still in the garage at the moment as I dont want her to get wet….. maybe she is enjoying toast?