Sunday, December 19, 2010

Vicar loses Pony Tail

After this mornings service the Vicar had his Pony Tail surgical removed by hair dresser Pauline. His wife gave the final blow as the the Pony Tail was severed.

So far £895 has been raised so far.............can you add to this?

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Vicar to lose pony tail!

St John the Baptist Wadworth has been in existence since at least 1180. However there are many features that suggest the church was more likely around in Saxon times. Either way the church is important part of the History of the Doncaster area.

The best way to keep a church building maintained and repaired is to keep it open and alive with use! Our ancestors obviously did not need the toilet as often as us in modern times so toilets were never put in churches. Neither did our ancestors seem to worry too much about disabled access.

We are currently raising money to put a toilet in church and also improve disabled access.

The toilet will be an eco-friendly trench design involving lots of worms.

To raise money I hope you will sponsor me to cut off my pony tail. If you want me to shave my head then help me reach my target of £1500.
Please give via this link

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Christingle Cancelled

Due to the weather, access to St Katherine's Church Loversall is very difficult. Tomorrows Christingle Service is therefore canceled and will be arranged for another date.
Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

The Comfort of the Nativity

We find the nativity scene a comforting place, a familiar picture. A woman gives birth to a child as women have been doing since time began. Joseph has witnessed that birth and there is nothing different about it, unless it be that it occurred in abject circumstances, in a cave in which animals are kept in cold weather. Joseph has had his dreams, he has heard angelic voices, he has been reassured in a variety of ways that the child born of Mary is none other than the Awaited One, the Anointed, God’s Son. But still belief comes hard. The labour of giving birth is arduous, and so is the labour to believe. Mary has completed this stage of her struggle, but Joseph still grapples with his.
The most prominent figure in the scene is Mary. Orthodox Christians call her the Theotokos: God-bearer or Mother of God. Her quiet but wholehearted assent to the invitation brought to her by the Archangel Gabriel has led her to Bethlehem, making a cave at the edge of a peasant village the centre of the universe. He who was distant has come near, first filling her body, now visible in the flesh.
We see angels who are worshiping God-become-man. Though we ourselves are rarely aware of the presence of angels, they are deeply enmeshed in our history and we know some of them by name. This momentous event is for them as well as us.
The three wise men who have come from far off, whose close attention to activity in the heavens made them come on pilgrimage in order to pay homage to a king. A king who belongs, not to one people, but to all people, not to one age but to all ages. The wise men represent the world beyond the Jews.
Then there are the shepherds, the simple people summoned by angels to respond to Christ’s birth. Throughout history it has in fact been the simple people who have been most uncompromised in their response to the Gospel, who have not buried God in footnotes. Not the wise men but the shepherds were permitted to hear the choir of angels singing God’s praise.
The portrayal of Christ’s birth is not without radical social implications. Christ’s birth occurred where it did, we are told by Matthew, “because there was no room in the inn.” He who welcomes all is himself unwelcome. From the first moment, he is something like a refugee, as indeed he soon will be in the very strict sense of the word, in Egypt with Mary and Joseph, at a safe distance from the murderous Herod.
We return at the end ,to the two figures at the heart of the nativity. Mary, fulfilling her destiny, has given birth to Jesus Christ, a child who is God incarnate, a child in whom each of us finds our true self, a child who is the measure of all things. It is not the Messiah the Jews of those days expected — or the God we Christians of the modern world were expecting either. God, whom we often refer to as all-mighty, reveals himself in poverty and vulnerability. Christmas is a revelation of the self-emptying love of God.
In our culture, a sense of the presence of God is increasingly rare, and many people see Christ as a long-dead, myth-shrouded teacher who lives on only in fading memory. Yet even skeptics celebrate Christmas, at least in a limited way. The problem of miracles doesn’t intrude, for what could be more usual than birth? If Jesus lived, he was born, and so with little or no faith in the rest of Christian Understanding we can celebrate his birth whatever our degree of faith. Perhaps in the end this feast will lead you back to faith in all its richness. Will you be rescued by Christmas?
If you feel you have been rescued by Christmas and have questions, we are running the “Y” course again in January. If you are interested then either ring the Vicarage or email me on