… a forehead of flint like Ezekiel’s, some very thick skin and a chance to experiment.
Yippee! The archdeacon has just granted a temporary licence to move the front pew and some of the pews in the North aisle at St A’s. At last T will be able to manoeuvre his wheelchair all the way round church and feel properly included at coffee time. It also means there will be space to display ‘Messy stuff’ like this Celtic cross we made. It might just convince the Sunday morning congregation that what we do in the other place with families is church too.
I know how difficult some will find this change. I know for some that St A’s is a special place where they meet God and for a while it will feel like this has been disturbed. I suspect that those who will feel most hurt are the ones for whom the building is more important than the worship.
BUT, God comes and shares our lives and then he changes us. This is a moment to celebrate, the folk at St A’s are open to change and it makes me feel fully alive.