I retired (again!) on 4th June. Today I started working again. Today I went to Claxby to preach and celebrate Holy Communion. As you can see it's a pretty little church at one of the highest points on the Lincolnshire Wolds. (Which never get very high.) I'd taken a funeral service in a snow storm there many years ago (the only time that I have worn wellies to conduct worship) but apart from that it was a new church to me.
And I was made so welcome! It would be easy to think that of course they're grateful - if I didn't go they couldn't have a communion service! But it goes further than that. These lovely people were sorry that their much-loved Rector has retired but they are enjoying seeing new faces, hearing new "takes" on the gospel and most of all knowing that no matter what changes they may see (or hear) God's love will always be constant and he has them in mind.
And I was reminded too that although specifics may change, God will always have plans for me too.