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News  »  Monkhill Chapel newsletter 5th December 2020

   Monkhill Chapel newsletter 5th December 2020    5 December, 2020
Hello everyone,
Hope you are well.
Tomorrow is the 2nd Sunday of Advent and Christmas is fast approaching. If, like me, you are nowhere near preparing for Christmas, then take a deep breath, chill and relax, not have a heart attack!
We should all appreciate, this year especially, the real meaning of Christmas and what is really important; not presents, tinsel and sparkling lights but faith (in many forms), your friends and family, and showing kindness to all.
The Parish Christmas Service is next Sunday 13th December at St Mary's, Beaumont at 11.00am with coffee and mince pies at The Drovers, Monkhill at 10.00am. Everyone from the Chapel, (together with their partners who have indicated they wish to be there) have been included in the numbers given to St Mary's. Space is tight and numbers may well have reached their maximum, so if for any reason, you can't make the service, can you please let me know ASAP. Your seat could be used by someone else!
Thought I would share the following with you (taken from NCMC facebook page):
From Anna Chaplaincy (for older people) network member in Yorkshire, Catherine Clowes, ‘I'm attaching a poem I've written, July 2020, which reflects some of my feelings during this uncertain time of pandemic.'

His Everlasting Arms

On His everlasting arms, that is the place that I must lean

For the things I fear ahead of me, He knows, He has already seen

The uncertain time that we are in, Is no surprise to Him

He knew that it was coming, before it even did begin

And as restrictions start to lift, the anxiety in me increases

Not sure what is safe or what to believe, the confusion can leave me in pieces

It was easy when we just stayed at home, then we didn’t need to make so many choices

Should I go to the shop, to the park, to the pub?, so much noise and so many different voices

When my head is spinning and I cannot see straight, when I can’t see the wood for the trees

The Lord breaks in and He gently calls my name, lift your eyes from your worry and look at me

I have seen the way you’re going, I have walked the paths you’ll tread

Though this world confuses and frightens, look to me and know my peace instead

I am the Alpha and the Omega, I am the beginning and the end

I have seen it all my child, every dip and bump and bend

I am bigger than this virus, I am bigger than your fear

So lean hard into my loving arms, and know that I am always here.


That's all for this week folks.  Hands, face, space and keep safe,


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