The blackberries are already ripening in the hedgerows, and there is a definite nip in the air first thing in the mornings. A new school year is about to start, and I’m looking forward to getting involved with Trowse School - my old school - this Autumn Term. 

In church, we have lots to look forward to. Besides our usual services and events, on Saturday 21st September, we have a concert by Fine City Chorus, plus Norwich Harmony Quartet, which promises to be a very enjoyable evening. More details are to be found in this issue of The Villager.

Then at the end of the month, we have our Harvest Festival Weekend - on Saturday 28th the church will be decorated for Harvest, with help from Messy Church, and on Sunday 29th at 10.45 am, we have our Harvest Thanksgiving Service - this year with a difference! - followed by our Harvest Lunch. All are most welcome but, for catering purposes, we need to know how many are coming, so please get in touch if you would like a ticket.

September will also include three christenings. Christening services are definitely one of the greatest joys of ordained ministry. It is so special to welcome babies and their families into the church. Just last Sunday, a lovely couple brought their children to church to arrange another christening in October. This will be the ninth christening I’ll have had the pleasure to conduct since becoming priest-in-charge in April. 

Mostly it is babies or very young children who are being baptised, but in July we had a very special christening service for Alessanda, who has been a regular attender at Messy Church for a long time. We held the service during Messy Church, and it was a lovely occasion, made all the more lovely by the delicious cake that Alessanda’s mum Sara had brought along to share - see photo of Alessanda cutting it!

I prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, so I especially like the poem by Erin Hansen, that Sara read for Alessanda during the service.

Life is unpredictable,

It changes with the seasons,

Even your coldest winter,

Happens for the best of reasons;

And though it feels eternal,

Like all you’ll ever do is freeze,

I promise spring is coming,

And with it, brand new leaves.

 

Amazingly every single one of these baptisms has been for a girl. It would be nice to have some boys for a change. One of our Messy Church mums gave birth to a new baby boy this week, so I’m hopeful!

Rosie