Just came back from my first ‘official’ week as a parishioner at Wild St Church. It was great to see the Barrys there, and George, so I felt like I knew people! I left St Martin’s last week, and they farewelled me with flowers, kind words and a very generous gift voucher, which I wasn’t expecting. But it feels good to be starting a new chapter of my Christian life, and meeting other Christians.
Towards the end of the sermon, it started pouring rain. By the time we were halfway through the prayers, two of the windows started cascading with water and it was like an interior water feature. Gary remarked to Kurt afterwards, “Well I guess God doesn’t want you to preach that sermon again…”