PRAYER

Prayer is at the core of who we are. In a world where there's a growing call for intercession as creation cries out, we want to be part of this movement as a church and as individuals. We aim for our lives, our homes, and our church to be places where seeking God in prayer comes first.

Remember in your Prayers this week

  • God’s peace and justice in all war-torn places of the world, but especially in Ukraine, Gaza and Sudan

  • Those in the Caribbean affected by Hurricane Melissa

  • The bereaved

  • The sick, in mind, body or spirit

  • Barbara Sears would like to thank everyone for prayers, she is doing well

  • The staff and children of our local schools on half term this week.

Monthly Prayer Focus: November

Remembrance & Hope

November is a time to pause, remember, and give thanks. We recall with deep gratitude those who gave their lives in the service of others, and we hold before God all who continue to live with the pain and loss that war brings. In remembering, we honour their courage and their sacrifice — and we recognise our shared calling to be peacemakers in our own time.

As people of faith, we also look forward with hope. Even in the shadow of loss, God’s promise of renewal remains steadfast. Hope grows when compassion is shown, when forgiveness is offered, and when peace is sought. This month, we pray that remembrance will not only deepen our gratitude but also inspire us to live as bearers of hope — trusting in Christ, who brings light out of darkness and life out of death.

From WWII

I believe in the sun
even when it is not shining.
And I believe in love,
even when there’s no one there.
And I believe in God,
even when He is silent.

I believe through any trial,
there is always a way.
But sometimes in this suffering
and hopeless despair
my heart cries for shelter,
to know someone’s there.
But a voice rises within me, saying hold on
my child, I’ll give you strength,
I’ll give you hope. Just stay a little while.

Unknown

(written during WWII, on the wall of a cellar, by a Jew in the Cologne concentration camp)

Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Emily Dickinson (1861)

For I am convinced that neither death nor life,
neither angels nor demons,
neither the present nor the future, 
nor any powers,
neither height nor depth,
nor anything else in all creation,
will be able to separate us from
the love of God that is in
Christ our Lord.

Romans 8