Dear Friends, wherever you are,
A thought for Harvest:
I always seem to choose the wrong checkout queue in the supermarket, which gives me plenty of time to look at what everyone else is buying. And since I am nosy, I look at what people in front and behind me are buying; sometimes I get into discussion with them about their purchases - to Kathy's embarrassment! I'm often surprised at what they have chosen, and at the combination of articles; they must have some strange meals, I often think! Of course, it depends whether they are buying basic foodstuffs for survival or whether they are buying luxury things for special meals.
Jesus gave his disciples bread the night before He died and compared himself to bread, "The Bread of Life". Something basic, not a luxury, something they ate every day in those days, and probably today too. Something, too, that it is easy to take for granted or to lose interest in, in the search for more exotic foods.
So how essential to us is Jesus, how much do we take Him for granted, and how much strength do we get from Him, the Bread of Life?
with best wishes
Chris
In : Vicar's Monthly Letters
I'm originally from Zimbabwe and taught for a few years in South Africa after coming to university in the UK. After university I went off to teach English in Paraguay, with the South American Missionary Society. I had a great three years there and met and married Kathy in 1985. Kathy is British but was working as a missionary at the same school. Our daughter Joy was born there, in Asuncion. Then we went off to Spain for a couple of years, again working with the church, and our son, Patrick, was born there, in Alicante. After all my Missionary work, I was ordained in England in 1992, and we have been in Aylesford for four years.
