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August In The Year of Our Lord Jesus Christ 2017

Dear All,

I’m writing this letter on a balmy, hot July morning with the sun shining down through the leaves of the trees surrounding the garden; I’m sitting in the shade as it’s hitting the upper 20s.  From the first floor rooms of the Rectory, you can see South across the fields and woods to the line of the Downs, hazy and pastel in the distance against the deep blue of a cloudless sky.The chances are, though, that when you read this in early August, it’ll be pouring with rain: snow and frost will be on the cards and in short the summer will have gone down the plug hole.

Whatever siren (or just weasely?) predictions we are given of long hot summers of South African proportions, we know from experience that the chances of them coming true are pretty slim: things change, won’t last, won’t stay in place. The world is a very fleeting and unstable place, and we can’t put our faith in it: we can hope yearningly for a long, hot summer complete with Pimm’s, BBQ’s and trips to the seaside, but we can’t rely on any of it happening.

All we can rely on, with absolute certainty, is the presence and absolute love of God. He is there for each and every one of us, whatever good or bad, joyful or disastrous things happen in our lives. A lovely prayer we say at the end of Compline, the last service that is sung each day in a monastery, puts all this much better than I ever could:

Be present,

O merciful God,

and protect us through the

silent hours of this night,

so that we, who are wearied

by the changes and chances

 of this fleeting world,

may repose upon thy eternal changelessness;

through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.



Have a lovely and blessed late summer!!

 Love,  Fr. John