Autumn days when Norfolk turns colder And our mask steams up and changes our view, Social distancing makes us all talk louder Exiting church when given the cue,
But, we mustn’t forget, no, we mustn’t forget to say a great big thank you, We mustn’t forget.
Sanitized flowers and wrapped up fruit and bread, Tins piled high with shampoo in between , Hymns sung or hummed or quietly said, Not how services have normally been.
But, we mustn’t forget, no, we mustn’t forget, to say a great big thank you, We mustn’t forget.
Kevin reminds us of harvest in days gone by, Tales of ploughing and rides on carts, Now it’s stay at home and understanding why Apps and tracing play a part,
But, we mustn’t forget, no, we mustn’t forget to say a great big thank you, We mustn’t forget
We have our church, our health and our harvest, The year moves on, the seasons come and go, God has been with us throughout the worst and best May we all be blessed and come to know,
That, we mustn’t forget, no, we mustn’t forget, to say a great big thank you, We mustn’t forget.
That time of year again when a few fit folk completed the sponsored walk from Lenwade to Whitwell. The weather was kind and pleasantly warm and the chat continuous! Tilly made the most of the stream and we avoided her after that! At the half way coffee stop we were joined by Mike, Jill and Vivienne who had no problem finding us this year! Scones, jam and cream were enjoyed before the return amble back to our cars. Thank you to all those who walked and those who sponsored us for our overseas charity HART.
Last night, Doreen and I attended the welcome service for our new superintendent, Rev Andy Burrows, and his family.
A different sort of welcome as Sprowston church had all the Covid precautions in place but it worked well! Modern technology meant we had music and singing on the screen and we could discreetly join in behind our masks! There were representatives from the different faiths, including the Salvation Army as Andy was a Salvation Army Captain for 16 years before becoming a Methodist minister. Rev Julian Pursehouse spoke eloquently about our role as servants to each other and to the community and accepting it ourselves from others.
Promises were asked and made by Andy and by the congregation as we formally welcomed him. Unfortunately no handshakes from each church and an orderly exit when the service was over. We missed the personal contact — and the usual refreshments afterwards! — but the warmth of welcome was there and we look forward to meeting and hearing Andy at Trinity. Jean
