How might we behave if we walked down the aisle in knowledge that God himself will permeate our beings? Because at present we have a long way to go. How do I know this? Because if the Queen announced a visit to S. Barnabas, or any other church for that matter, the place would be packed, people dressed in their finest and everyone hushed and speaking in muted tones. Yet perversely Jesus comes every Sunday, but people pick and choose when they come, drift in late and rarely find the need to confess before receiving the sacrament. A fact that should make us all stop and think.
(From another blogging vicar with a daughter called J_)
Normal service will hopefully resume here before too long (Ollie hopes). I'm convalescing from something, I think it's exhaustion, my wife thinks it was 'flu (but not swinish).