I was ready for today. I had one very short service at 8am, (an offer made months ago to help a friend) then home for the day. I'd decided that I wouldn't wear robes. I rarely go without them, but I wasn't sure how long I would be vertical with them. Country churchwardens are usually very accepting of such things.
Last night I was about to go to bed when an email arrived from a poorly vicar: could I take her service this morning? Her two lay ministers were both elsewhere. As number four on the list scarcely twelve hours before the service was due to start, I felt I had to say yes. I was Plan D!
So today I went to two of my favourite churches. Both stand in the most delightful churchyards. Each has well kept areas around recent burials, but they also have areas which have been left to go wild. This sign on one of them explains the philosophy. I find it wonder-full.
I love that sign.
ReplyDeleteGreat, isn't it.
DeleteLovely sign. May God have blessed you, and your congregations as you have ministered today
ReplyDeleteThank you
DeleteBless you as plan D and all those who rise to the occasion when called upon as someone's plan D!
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect sign from folks who care about the wee and small in their acre on the planet.