I shamelessly stole this idea. I saw it on the wall of my friend’s church. I am shameless! 400 twinkly lights from B&Q. A handful of tie-wraps and a cat. OK, perhaps you don’t need the cat. Perhaps.
I’m trailing the new stand alone app for contactless giving that comes with SumUp. I realised there was no good stock image to make a poster out of. Everything looks like a business. So I took one. Do with it whatever you like.
This is an idea I have shamelessly stolen from @revleahvs. Play is such an important part of learning. One Sunday night I watched a ten year old from Holy Nativity put her arms up in the air and recount the words of invitation I use at the eucharist. We learn through playing. So we
Sanctum held its fourth gathering of Sacramental Alt:Worshippers last week in the iconic if a little sun scorched grounds of the monastery church of The Community of The Resurrection. What a melting pot for sharing good practice and cultivating ideas it has become. As I looked at the delegates eating lunch on the final day
Last week I discovered the work of Michael Leunig, cartoonist, poet and writer. I quickly fell down the rabbit hole and became hooked. FuelledByTea pointed me towards Leunig’s prayers. The rabbit hole deepened. At Harvest Festival at Holy Nativity on Sunday we used this one during the service: Dear God, We rejoice and give thanks for earthworms,
The communion meal is a service we have held at Holy Nativity for the last three years. It is a communion service in reverse. It is a place for all ages to gather together around God’s table, to share bread and wine together, to eat together, to explore the bible together and to pray together.
This morning’s preacher just showed this wonderful reflection on the woman at the well.
We were discussing welcome on Facebook and someone shared this video. It made me laugh.
The lectionary text this morning was Genesis 12:1-4. This is the passage where God makes a promise to Abram that he will have descendants as numerous as the stars. So I took a trip to The Range. This is my regular Saturday afternoon haunt when prepping for Church on Sunday morning. To make our starry