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Our leaders like to keep in touch regularly and this is their blog page to let you know what's on their minds month by month... 

 

Spiritually Dead 

As I get older there is still knowledge to acquire, new stuff to try (and to learn) which, I have got to say, I find difficult. For example, driving a newer ‘modern’ tractor, with all the touch screen controls and multiple buttons flashing at me, when I am used to a simple steering wheel and a couple of levers and pedals! Young tractor drivers explain to me it’s ‘simple’ and ‘really easy’ to understand, and yet it isn’t at all. My brain function seems have malfunctioned in such cases! So, I stick to my old tractor and what I know.
Inevitably, this made me think. What good and not necessarily new advice could I pass on to others - and would they listen and understand or would they struggle like me.

As I thought more deeply, I considered – what is the source of life for me? Where does my life’s source come from? What makes me tick?

In Genesis 2:7 it says the creator (God) formed man by the dust of the earth. When I read this, it came alive for me. Let me explain. The creator took some mud and sculpted it into a body, my body. Verse 7 continues, and then the Lord God breathed into the nostrils (of the mud sculpture) the breath of life, and the man became a living being. Wow! God breathed life into me.

The spirit is the part of the human personality that was directly breathed into man by God at creation. This spirit is capable of direct communion with the creator. As a result, we are capable of direct communion with the creator! Unfortunately, I (like many), have walked around this earth physically alive, expressing, sharing, creating, and even at times enjoying what life has to offer over a lifespan. My soul has cried out constantly its desires. ‘I think’, ‘I want’, ‘I feel’, always focused on my ‘self’, and fulfilling desires as the only goal.  And yet, in my innermost being, in the deepest depth of who I am, my spirit has yearned for union with Father God who breathed life into me at the start of time. In a broken world order, where man’s wrong decisions have corrupted everything, I shout from inside, ‘there must be more’. Indeed, the only thing that brings light to that inner darkness is the spirit of God (Proverbs 20:20).

So, what good advice can I offer you, in the face of the touch screens and flashing lights of this world? It’s easy! Check to see if your spirit is conscious of God’s spirit. Take the steering wheel ‘spirit’ God has given you, the pedals and levers that can propel you forward, and enjoy the familiarity of all you know in communion with God. This will be such a blessing to your soul and body, when your spirit becomes alive in God’s spirit.  Through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Until next time, blessings Rich.

August 2025
 

Light 

And here we are just over halfway through 2025.  Time seems to be travelling so, so fast almost at the speed of light! Maybe even 186,000 miles per second; or 671 million miles per hour.

Talking of light – it is an amazing and fascinating feature of creation.

 
Now I was never any good at science when I was at school and I can't claim to be any better now.  A few weeks ago when we were on our travels, we visited a Church at Braunston in the Midlands, for their morning service.  It was Trinity Sunday, and the Minister was using light to demonstrate part of her talk.

I have always known that we have three primary colours, Red, Blue and Green. And by mixing them in different ways you get various other colours.  Red/Green = Yellow.  Red/Blue = Lilac and Blue/Green = Turquoise.
 
The other day I thought I would do an experiment to try this out.  So, we headed off to Hobbycraft (other retail stores are available) to buy something to prove this.  First I asked if they had any coloured Perspex pieces that I could shine a light through.  The helpful lady said they didn’t, but that they had got some clear acetates.  I thought that may work if I got some red, green and blue tissue paper to attach to it.  I realised that I had some acetates at home, so we then went in search of tissue paper.  That seemed like another challenge in itself as some of the holders for the colours I needed were empty.  Anyway, after asking at the counter and another kind lady going in search, we spotted the said colours in a different section completely.  Armed with our purchases we headed home.

I cut some pieces of tissue paper and put them into poly-pockets for a trial – It didn’t work.  Apparently there are different primary colours for substances; I found out.  So back to the beginning. I did some research and discovered that it is the spectrum of coloured lights mixed together that give this effect.
 
What I had never realised before was the colour you get by combining these three colours of light together. Red, Blue and Green, I'm sure some of you will know this…. becomes a perfect white.

I still find it hard to get my head around this. But what an amazing illustration of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit working in unity to make this perfect combination.

God’s word, the Bible tells us that Jesus is the Light of the world.  In John chapter 1 we read that this Light shines in the darkness and the darkness cannot put it out. 

If we have a real faith in Jesus, He will be a constant light in our lives.  I trust this is true for each one of us.

God bless you all

Jackie (July 2025)
 

Where is your safety?  Where do you find refuge and asylum?

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As I have often said, in my working role I am in an extraordinarily privileged position. I have heard and continue to hear many people’s stories. People from all different walks of life and heritage. Their personal experiences: stories that are harrowing and heartbreaking but equally full of courage, overwhelming grace and hope.

As a result, I often become caught up in the news headlines about asylum seekers, the pictures and statistics and confess to becoming increasingly frustrated at the way in which people are depicted. I have heard first-hand the experiences of those who have travelled alone as children to the UK, as well as the narrative of asylum-seeking adults; all from a range of countries, and who all relay the horrors and brutality they have been through in attempt to find safety. So be warned my blog may reflect the frustration!

“No one puts their children in a boat unless the water is safer than the land.”

I wonder, what does asylum mean to you? Often it is used to denote shelter or protection from danger. As Christians we seek ‘shelter’ in God for the challenges we face. We have the ultimate ‘asylum’ and the psalms are full of the safety afforded by our creator. We are so blessed.

The origins of asylum date from late middle English and suggest a place of refuge. In the past ‘asylum’ has also been seen as an institution – a place of refuge for those experiencing mental health problems; a place of protection for those who are vulnerable. As we know ‘asylum’ also denotes the protection granted by a state to someone who has left their home and country, someone who is perceived to be a political refugee. Sadly, the term migrant and illegal immigrant have become synonymous with asylum seekers and refugees, which has brought stigma and confusion. Interestingly, there is some suggestion in Matthew 2 v 13-23 that Jesus too was a refugee, but others refute this given strict definitions in the political arena. However, he was certainly fleeing persecution and certain death at the hands of Herod. He sought safety away from his native home.

Currently we see figures on the news on a regular basis depicting the number of immigrants coming to Britain. Seemingly newscasters and journalists are unable to separate out the numbers to illustrate that most migrants are those invited to this country to fill skilled posts such as those in health and social care, where there are staff shortages. Asylum seekers are readily included in these immigrant numbers. This seems strange when it is easily accessible in the World Migration Reports. Rarely do reporters cover the stories of children fleeing their homes and families, who are beaten, starved and imprisoned at every border they cross. Those who are repeatedly sent back to the previous border to make the same treacherous journey again, experiencing more abuse. All seeking asylum. The reporting seems to fan the flames of division and gives the impression that there is a mass exodus of illegal immigrants coming across the world to Britain. It neglects to say that it is a Human Right to seek protection in another country. There is no asylum visa. Asylum seekers crossing the channel and similar are not illegal, they are exercising one of their fundamental human rights under the Universal Declaration of Human Rights 1948.

Sadly, apart from one news item from parliament in 2023, we don’t hear about the hundreds of children fleeing persecution who have gone missing in the UK never to be seen or heard of again. Sadly too, we don’t ever hear the graciousness, gratitude and humility expressed by young men and women, who after years and years of navigating the asylum seeker process, who have fled persecution and fear of their lives only to find themselves persecuted and in fear of their lives in this country. Who say what a blessing it is to be here, conveying understanding at the brutality and minimising their traumatic experiences. We certainly rarely hear about their achievements and how they have become doctors, lawyers, engineers and scientists, and how they are contributing in wholesome ways to the people around them.

Henry Kong writes,
“The decision to leave one's country comes with many unimaginable consequences. For many refugees, this is not a voluntary choice but a matter of life or death. As a refugee who left my homeland at a young age, I have spent more time living abroad than in my homeland. Living alongside fellow refugees has enriched my perspective and made me strong. The challenges I faced have fostered resilience within me and I refuse to be defined by my disability. My motivation propels me forward to help others facing the same plight. Despite the pain I have experienced, I strive to love the world while acknowledging my struggles”

(Henry Kong's Inspiring Journey Featured in Plymouth Law Review | Devon & Cornwall Refugee Support)

I cannot help but be moved by the many people I have met who are so grateful for the hard-won hospitality and safety that living in the UK brings. Hospitality is about receiving and treating guests and strangers with warmth, friendliness and generosity. The Greek translation of “hospitality” from the New Testament literally means “love of strangers.” Hospitality is required as part of our Christian Walk and is commanded by God himself “When an alien lives with you in your land, do not mistreat him. The alien living with you must be treated as one of your native-born. Love him as yourself, for you were aliens in Egypt” (Leviticus 19 v 33-34). Hospitality was how Jesus completed His ministry, and it was depended upon by many travellers in biblical times – it is seen as a virtue.

In Hebrews we are reminded to “entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it” (Hebrews 13v2) and we have read how Abraham lavished hospitality on three strangers only to find he had cared for the Lord and two angels (Genesis 18 v 1-8). So, I am hoping that as the climate temperature rises over the next 30 years and more and more people are displaced that we will reflect the love and compassion of Jesus to all those who need it, especially to those who are strangers and are less fortunate than ourselves.  Let us be a shelter and refuge in His image, I pray.

Until next time.
Blessings, Sue

April 2025

New Life 

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At this time of year we see the signs of new life all around us. Plants which have been dormant all winter come into life and show their wonderful, vibrant blooms. Trees are now budding with fresh new leaves to follow shortly. Suddenly the sparse winter bird-song has grown to a loud and busy chatter in the bushes. Spring is such a special time of new beginnings.

Last week I saw a new life for the very first time. He was just a day old – a new grandson. I went to visit him last weekend and, of course, to congratulate his proud parents. I was asked if I wanted to hold him, even though they knew my answer – yes!

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For me the first few weeks of life is a very special time. The infant is getting used to breathing, feeding from its mother and before long to see light, colour and faces for the first time. As I held him, he looked at me through blinking, squinting eyes. As he had just been fed, he then settled down to sleep. Within that little chest, his gentle breathing - much faster than mine, sustained his new life.

As I looked and admired him, I pondered his life ahead. What would he be good at? What friends will he make? What will he enjoy a school? What will others admire about him? So many questions yet to be answered. So many people, some family, some yet unknown, to influence those decisions.

Jesus spoke of new life too. One day he met a Samarian woman at a well. She was about to draw water and using the analogy of fresh water, Jesus spoke to her about receiving a new life both for today and for eternity. He said to her that this life, which he brings, will well up inside a person and last for ever. That is my experience and I pray it is yours too.

Gavin

March 2025