Don't Forget My Little Wife

Don't Forget My Little Wife

A couple, David and Sheila started coming some months ago to our Care Home Service. They had had to leave behind their beloved Baptist church that Sheila had attended since she was a little girl. Some weeks they would be picked up and go back, other weeks they would come to us. As David became increasingly unwell, Sheila might go to their church and David would come to join us on his own. And then Sheila would come on her own when David was not well enough to get up. Then we always had the opportunity to go and pray with David in their room afterwards.

They had been married for 66 years, and about a month ago David died. He died at 6pm on a Saturday evening and the next morning Sheila came to the service, and sang and cried her way through it. She said it was the place she wanted to be that morning. The next time I saw her she had lost every hair on her head and was suffering so much from losing David and carrying on without him. But she was not downhearted and loves to tell us that David’s just gone on ahead, and told her he would say to God, ‘don’t forget my little wife down there!’

We have amazing favour at the home and it is truly a privilege and an honour to go and worship and share God’s goodness with some remarkable people. Each of us leaves there with our hearts singing – usually ‘How Great Thou Art.’

Home From Home

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Home From Home

I have come to realise that the care home we visit on a Sunday is justthat- HOME, to many men and women; I have made friends there over many years. I remember when my mum needed more care than I could manage, saying to God ‘can’t mum come and live with you now?’ and Him saying ‘no, I still have more work for her to do.’ And these brave men and women are often living with discomfort or disability day in and day out, and are great examples to me of remarkable cheer, courage, and endurance. They show me what it looks like to be ‘content in all circumstances’ and to run a good race.

Some come to the service who feel let down by God through bereavement or suffering, and as they sing, proclaiming God’s faithfulness and love, and say the familiar words of the Lord’s Prayer, God settles a peace on them. Others come week after week hungry for God’s presence – and He ALWAYS meets with us. However chaotic and disrupted the morning is, God is always in the middle of it all, and ministers to His people. Everyone, including us, leaves feeling better for having met with God, and letting Him love us.

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Better Futures

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Better Futures

We have set up a social enterprise called Better Futures for Gamblers. The purpose is to enable the church to help people with gambling addictions.

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Volunteer Prayer Co-Ordinator

Volunteer Prayer Co-Ordinator

For over a year now we have had the great pleasure of taking a Sunday morning service at Milford House Care Home.

Treasure Hunting

Treasure Hunting

"Excuse me, is your name Laura? It is? Well Laura, it might sound strange but I'm on a sort of treasure hunt and I think you're my treasure!" 

LOL

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LOL

How cool is this....I just heard a story of a young man who had his laptop stolen.

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Street Pastors

Street Pastors

I became a member of Salisbury Street Pastors 3 years ago after a conversation with the a friend of mine who had been very involved in setting up Salisbury Street Pastors.

Covenant

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Covenant

Gold is expensive here, but apparently in heaven they use it to make pavements. Funny how heaven often has a different perspective on things.

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Buzzz

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Buzzz

This simple practice of living in His presence and recognising His being with me every moment of every day has been delightful.

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