
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
The Real Santa Claus

Tuesday, November 13, 2007
A Cautionary Tale for Hall Managers
So with posters placed around the precinct I was pleasantly surprised to find out that an enquiry was made the next day. However, our new contact person was in a terrible flap because she had not realised that the exercise class was based on POLE DANCING! Now I understand this is not a re-run of 'Calender Girls' and the participants keep their clothes on but if you are an anxious person like me then you can imagine the local paper headlines on this one.
Is there a patron saint for church hall? There should be. Regulation, health & safety, licences and equality laws make hall use a potential mine field. Luckily the pole dancing instructor saw this was not going to work and could do the church a lot of harm. Yet what if she had argued her case and said that I was discriminating against her? Would I have a leg to stand on? My understanding of the law is that if you offer a public space then you cannot pick and choose who uses it. A similar case happened to us last year when a 'New Age' Reiki healer wanted to book a regular evening slot. I said that this went against our Christian ethos and again thankfully nothing further happened. If anyone has any thoughts on this do feel free to post them.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
One Solitary Life

Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman.He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until
He was thirty.Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher.
He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. Henever had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a bigcity. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born. He neverdid one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself.
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friendsran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He wentthrough the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves.While He was dying, His executioners gambled for the only piece of property Hehad on earth – His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed gravethrough the pity of a friend.
Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is a centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.
I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all thenavys that were ever built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings thatever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that ONE SOLITARY LIFE!