It was a sunny evening and before the service I remember we had strawberries and cream on the church lawn. I was touched that so many family members – and college friends – attended the service. I already knew I was going to Fuller Baptist Church, Kettering in the autumn and the Senior Minister from there, The Revd Donald MacKenzie, came down to Locks Heath for the service. I just recall it as being a very special – I would even say ‘sacred’ moment – and one I’ve never forgotten or regretted.
Every church I have served since has been enriching and different – it’s been a privilege these twenty five years to be a minister – hard to convey how precious are those one to one encounters with folk or the joy of leading festival services such as Easter Morning. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world – and it’s not over yet!
I’m very grateful to everyone at South Street who did so much to mark this anniversary last Sunday – it meant a great deal. The cake – pictured above - is now gone but was very delicious!
The words ‘minister’ or ‘deacon’ simply mean ‘servant’ – we are called to be servants of Christ and His Church.
Yesterday, on a visit to the opticians, I was asked my occupation. 'Minister of Religion' I said . I never know what people will make of that answer! However, I know what I make of it and to me it means a very great deal.
So I hope I never lose the sense of privilege this office holds – and I’m grateful to all those fellow pilgrims on 'The Way' with whom I’ve shared the journey so far.
With best wishes,