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Sunday Best – updated Monday Morning

Great day  among the pews – one of those days when things go well and it all feels so worthwhile. I  had a sense  at the morning communion that it is a great privilege to be part of a Eucharistic community week by week. I enjoyed preaching about the John account of the feeding of the 5,000 and as there were a few more folk joining us that also felt good.

This evening we had a Sung Evensong for the Feast of St James – our choir were in splendid form and afterwards some  of the congregation came back for a glass of wine and nibbles. Here is one happy person.

peter happy

At last, blog let me put the large version on – now we can all see that it is Peter H  posing for the camera -Thank you Peter and Christine ( looking on, far right) for the yummy birthday cake which we all had a portion of.

very happy people again

More happy people  squeezing onto the sofa deep in earnest theological discussion.

Meanwhile, work at Diddington is progressing well – the reclaimed tiles have been laid in the north aisle making  a spacious meeting area and in the St Catherines Chapel, reclaimed quarry tiles have given that space a nice open feeling.

pam and tiles north aisle july 26th 09

Pam having a morning on the tiles at Diddington

Here is a little story I started my sermon with at Little Paxton this morning:

A holy man on a pilgrimage was resting beneath a tree at the outskirts of a city. He was interrupted by a man who ran to him, saying, “The stone! Give me the stone! Please, give me the stone.”
“What stone?” asked the holy man. Then the man told how an angel had appeared to him in a dream and told him that he would find a holy man, a pilgrim just outside the city who would give him a stone and make him rich forever. The holy man reached into his pocket and pulled out a great diamond. “The angel probably spoke of this, ” he said. “I found it on my journey here. If you truly want it, you may have it.”
The diamond was as big as his fist and perfect in every way. The man marvelled at its beauty, clutched it eagerly and walked away from the pilgrim. But, that night he could not sleep, before it was light, he went out to find the holy man. At dawn he woke the holy pilgrim, saying, “Wealth! Give me the wealth! Please, give me the wealth that lets you so easily give away the diamond.”

And a little verse I ended with – think it was read out at Princess Diana’s funeral:

Time is too slow for those who wait,

Too swift for those who fear,

Too long for those who grieve,

Too short for those who rejoice,

But for those who love,

Time is eternity.

Time to get some sleep now and dream of reclaimed tiles and Norman arches.

July 26, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized


  1. At least you cannot reconise who it is.

    Comment by Peter Hagger | July 26, 2009 | Reply

  2. Sorry, Peter, we all know it is you now!!!

    Comment by paxtonvic | July 27, 2009 | Reply

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