From the Vicarage October 2018

One of things I like about being a churchgoer is the way it marks out the year. Easter and Christmas – especially Christmas – still shape pretty much everyone’s year (well, the holidays and their commercial exploitation do). But we mark too Advent and Michaelmas and Lent and Holy Cross and the Ascension, church festivals which have all but disappeared from general observance but which for us preserve in the present moment the eternal truths of the Gospel – that Jesus Christ is Lord and lives today.


Over the centuries those festivals have settled in nature’s year too, so Christmas falls in the dead of winter with its promise of light, Easter in the spring with the arrival of new life; Michaelmas, which turns September into October, turns also the church to harvest, not only the harvest of the fruits of creation – fair waved the golden corn and all that – but the harvest of righteousness that an unjust world hungers for, and harvest of hope for all in despair.
I would miss these festivals and seasons if they were to fade from my life into an undifferentiated succession of weeks and months.
We need to connect – to nature, to meaning, to one another – to live life in its fullness.

God of harvest,
feed us, equip us
and, having provided for us,
look to a different harvest,
a fruitfulness of lives
in service to you,
and others.
God of harvest,
feed us,
prune us,
harvest us,
that our lives
might bring glory to you.

Yours in Christ,


Fr Richard.