Dear Friends (29)

Well I thought it was about time that letter 29 started to develop, lots of things have been happening, such as my first PCC meeting, Wednesday morning communion, so there is lots of material to work with there.

From the Patio Doors

The garden seems peaceful at this time of the morning (30th May 0430hrs) the grey skies are perhaps giving us a taster of what might be in store for the rest of the day. The birds have already woken and are welcoming me with a song, better than radio two at this time of day!! Well it’s just gone 0900hrs and it is quite sunny, so I was wrong there. All the rain we’ve had has bought on all the bedding plants, I don’t think it will be long before the lobelia starts to cascade from the pots and hanging baskets, I’ll try to attach an image of the Patio for you.

Behind the Patio Doors

This morning, 30th May, started at 0315hrs, had to get onto the computer to send birthday wishes to a dear friend, but really, my neck decided to play up for most of the night, so that found me at the computer. PS., I have just had an email to advise me that the birthday is 30th July, that’s what you call being prepared!

Worship, what’s that’s all about then, I remember a certain RE master discussing this with the class one day. Over the last two years, I have realised that my employable talents are, perhaps, not what they used to be. But I have gained other talents or values, I have worth, or value to some people and different worth to others. But, I see us as all on paddle steamer journey of life, we are all going up stream, all with the same destination in sight. On that ship called Life we all get one another to our destination by sharing our worth or Worship.

Wednesday morning Communion Service (Prayer book) I had never experienced a service like this, we sat in the choir stalls and although the words are all too familiar, they are read. The words jump of the page and almost strike more meaning, because they can be heard. Now, I hasten to add that I enjoy the service at 10 O’clock on Sunday morning, but this mid-week service seems to give me time to reflect and meditate upon the words that I’m hearing and speaking, so I shall certainly be going to the next one.

My first PCC Meeting loomed, I felt just a little anxious, I’m still not too good around lots of people in a strange situation, but I plucked up courage, and asked my first question, I was worried that the meeting would have moved onto the next subject before I’d managed to gets the worms out.

I took some lovely pictures of the church last Wednesday, and especially the South Porch (I’ll try to attach that one as well) and just to prove that I’m up to date with the ‘lingo’ my children speak, I titled the picture; The Front door to my Sunday Crib’, if you’re not sure, ask me what it means when I see you next. But, somehow, the modern ‘lingo’ seems appropriate on this occasion

A Quote ‘what’ I found

“Always aim at complete harmony of thought and word and deed. Always aim at purifying your thoughts and everything will be well”.

Mahatma Gandhi

A strange thing happened on the way to the Bus stop

A chunk of tooth fell out, that hurts I thought, I’ve got to wait until the 20th June to have it re-built, and I’ll have a bionic mouth by the sounds of it.

Medical

I have just received an appointment to see the consultant about the problems in my neck at C6/C7, at long last, perhaps some relief from pain and sleepless nights could be on the horizon! Date: 4th July.

A little (sorry) joke to end with, bear in mind what I was saying about values or worth-ship!

Job search
My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I got canned ... couldn't concentrate.

Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack,
but I just couldn't hack it … so they gave me the axe.

After that I tried to be a tailor,
but I just wasn't suited for it … mainly because it was a so-so job.

Next I tried working in a Quick Fit Centre,
but that was exhausting.

I wanted to be a barber,
but I just couldn't cut it.

Then I tried to be a chef,
figured it would add spice to my life, but I just didn't have the thyme.

Finally, I attempted to be a deli worker,
but any way I sliced it, I couldn't cut the mustard.

My best job was being a musician,
but eventually I found I wasn't noteworthy.

I studied a long time to become a doctor,
but I didn't have any patients.

Next was a job in a shoe factory,
I tried but I just didn't fit in.

I became a professional fisherman,
but discovered that I couldn't live on my net income.

Thought about becoming a witch,
so I tried that for a spell.

I managed to get a job working for a swimming pool maintenance company,
but the work was just too draining.

I got a job at a zoo feeding giraffes,
but I was fired because I wasn't up to it.

So then I got a job in a gymnasium,
but they said I wasn't fit for the job.

Next, I found being an electrician interesting,
but the work was shocking.

After years of trying to find work, I finally got a job as an historian,
until I realised there was no future in it.

My last job was working at Starbucks Coffee,
but I had to quit because it was always the same old grind.

SO I RETIRED, AND I FOUND I AM A PERFECT FIT FOR THE JOB!

Shalom and God Bless

Paul

Don’t be too worried if letter 30 follows fairly quickly after this, all will become apparent.