I never normally like to use the word 'lovely' when commenting on morning worship.
Perhaps I do have some real presbytarian blood in me and using the word 'lovely' just doesn't cut the mustard. I need to feel 'guilty' if morning worship is to have achieved what it should have.
Today I will allow to be an exception!
The 'grand wean' was 'done'!
Call it what you will but, to me, he was 'officialy' brought into the church family as someone who will be loved and nurtured in the best way possible by all those around him.
The word 'LOVE" was still up on the tryptich from Matthew's Godmother's wedding back in July. Only the purple ribbons had been changed, to 'Harvest' colours a few weeks ago. As if to re-inforce it, if that was required, the reading & sermon were also of LOVE!
The hymns cried out... 'LOVE'.
The Sunday School Superintendant who looked after both Matthew's Mother & Godmother in their days at Abbotsford Sunday School was also there to receive a beautiful piece of artwork from a congregation grateful of her lifetime's work in loving and caring for our younger ones.
In the middle of that dedication Ishbel also made sure that the older ones in the congregation were well looked after... and continues to do so with loving care!
But what mattered most yesterday was the LOVE and affection shown by those who gathered to witness both the 'Sacrament of Baptism' & the presentation and who stayed to enjoy a 'family meal' in the large hall afterwards.
If only we could all share in that word.
Next week will be a very different service when we remember what can happen when that word is forgotten. On Remembrance Day we will look back at all those who have given up their lives to allow us to love one another in freedom.
Let's make sure that we do not not let those brave souls down!
Let's love one another!
LOVE TO ALL!