News 1
A Message For all churches
From Liz Adams Dear Friends, It’s been a long, hard winter, hasn’t it? In fact, it feels like it’s been winter for two years – a bit like Narnia! I feel like I’ve done funeral after funeral – both here, and in my last parishes. And mainly for people I knew or have begun to get to know. And everyone I know seems to have experienced the same. Several deaths or illnesses or other difficulties. We’re all feeling exhausted from Covid, and its restrictions and drawbacks, and the world is not a happy place for other reasons too. Thankfully, spring is springing. As I write, I’ve felt the heat of the sun despite the cold wind, the snowdrops are poking up out of the ground, and I know the daffodils and crocuses are on their way. I know, because it happens every year, without fail. God has set these things in place, I believe, to give us hope in the dark times. We know spring will come and summer will follow. The days will last for longer and the nights will be shorter. At the same time as all the deaths, we have heard of new life – new babies being born to children and grandchildren of our church and community, new babies being baptised in our churches, and new friends as groups start up again. I’m writing this on Candlemas – the day the church celebrates Jesus as the Light of the World, being presented in the temple as a baby, 40 days after his birth.
© Long Buckby URC 2022
Long Buckby United Reformed Church
News 1
A Message For all churches
From Liz Adams Dear Friends, It’s been a long, hard winter, hasn’t it? In fact, it feels like it’s been winter for two years – a bit like Narnia! I feel like I’ve done funeral after funeral – both here, and in my last parishes. And mainly for people I knew or have begun to get to know. And everyone I know seems to have experienced the same. Several deaths or illnesses or other difficulties. We’re all feeling exhausted from Covid, and its restrictions and drawbacks, and the world is not a happy place for other reasons too. Thankfully, spring is springing. As I write, I’ve felt the heat of the sun despite the cold wind, the snowdrops are poking up out of the ground, and I know the daffodils and crocuses are on their way. I know, because it happens every year, without fail. God has set these things in place, I believe, to give us hope in the dark times. We know spring will come and summer will follow. The days will last for longer and the nights will be shorter. At the same time as all the deaths, we have heard of new life – new babies being born to children and grandchildren of our church and community, new babies being baptised in our churches, and new friends as groups start up again. I’m writing this on Candlemas – the day the church celebrates Jesus as the Light of the World, being presented in the temple as a baby, 40 days after his birth.
© Long Buckby URC 2022
