Saturday, 10 October 2009

Sabbatical - the end in sight.

I've got an outstandingly competent Curate. That's why I've been able to take this Sabbatical without anxiety. Laura has orchestrated everything, applied her considerable pastoral gifts and preached excellent sermons. Over the past 40 years of ministry I have had a hand in training a number of people for the ministry but Laura has something really special. I think she could end up wearing purple.

One little boy has missed me. His name is Bradley and he said to Laura, "Why have you sent Father Ian away and stolen his clothes!" Well I'm looking foward to being back at All Saints.

I've lost count of the number of church services I've attended over these sabbatical weeks. I've been to High Mass with clouds of incense, chanted psalms and glorious music. I've been to arm raising, hand clapping, barn storming celebrations with palpable enthusiasm. I've shared in every shade of Christian worship from tin tabernacles to cathedrals but it will be good to be back at All Saints where if you wait in prayerful stillness you can hear the rustlng of angels' wings.

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