2017 October Mag
2017 October Mag
2017 October Mag
CHRONICLE
Postberg Praise
God chose this arid, rocky ground to bloom in wild abundance:
joy in a multitude of colours sings to heaven.
October 2017
Thanksgiving
This is a special,
St Kiaran's gives all the sacrificial offering over
monies received directly
and above your normal
towards the projects and
tithes and your regular
people listed below.
disciplined giving.
Missionary Support
Mark and Lorraine Liprini 21,420.00
Eugene and Tina Wessels 13,620.00
TO GIVE THANKS
Its the last two lines of this introduction that I want to focus
on. In one form of this order, the minister then says words like
this after the last line above: It is not only right, it is our duty
and our joy at all times and in all places, to give you (God)
thanks and praise Of course, this sounds a bit artificial and
forced. After all, why should an expression of thanks be a duty
and our joy? At that point in the service, we may be reluctant to
feel either dutiful or joyful.
Yet, Im sure, as Christians, we would want to be genuine
and authentic in every way that we live our lives in this world.
The Psalmist does say, I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all
my heart. Its the part about doing something with all my
heart that we want to get right, isnt it? Otherwise we may feel a
bit hypocritical. In all ways, especially in the context of worship!
I think that the idea that we should give thanks to God
and that it is rightour duty and our joy is not so much a
matter of being formal and possibly fake, as it is a matter of
discipline. The discipline of gratitude.
Gratitude is such an important component of worship and
our life with God. There is not one thing that God does to harm
us. Everything we receive from God is for our good. He loves us
so much that Im sure if it could, it would hurt. Well, it did at
the Cross! The Psalmist affirms Gods goodness as the reason for
giving thanks, for he will tell of all Gods wonderful deeds.
And so, developing a discipline of gratitude is important to
our faith. Amidst the hardships of life, there will always be
something to be grateful for. I think gratitude changes the
atmosphere in all settings. At home, at work and in the church.
Mary Suter
Elizabeth asked her Sunday School class to sketch a picture of
their favourite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Bert's picture,
which showed four people sitting in a plane, so she asked him
which Bible story it was meant to represent.'The flight to Egypt,'
said Bert. 'I see ... and that must be Mary, Joseph, and baby
Jesus,' Elizabeth said, 'But who's the fourth person?' 'Oh, that's
Pontius - the Pilot.'In CONVERSATION with
In CONVERSATION with
Milly Merrington
We are mostly unaware of the many ways in which our
members engage with the community at large. Milly is one of our
members who have been active in service to others over a long
period of time with TOC H.
TOC H is an International Christian movement whose local
members seek to ease the burdens of others through acts of
service right here in our valley. Many of our church members,
past and present, have been active TOC H members over the last
few years, however, I am sure, they would agree with my view
that Milly is head and shoulders above everyone else in the
unstinted devotion and service she has given to TOC H over the
last number of years.
A large number of our local old folks' homes and other
deserving organisations have benefited from the help and
assistance provided by TOC H and yours truly has regularly
participated in the Mall and street collections she has personally
organised and supervised on countless occasions in the past.
I have been a personal friend and admirer of Milly from the
first day I met her and when I think of the amount of service she
has dedicated to her TOC H organisation I can only end with this
compliment, Milly, You take my breath away.
John McDermid
TOC H (TH) is an international Christian movement.
The name is an abbreviation for Talbot House. TOC
signifies the letter T in the signals spelling alphabet
used by the British Army in World War I. A soldiers'
rest and recreation centre named Talbot House was
founded in December 1915 at Poperinghe, Belgium
by Reverend Philip Thomas Byard (Tubby) Clayton,
an Anglican clergyman. In 1920 he founded a
Christian youth centre in London also called TOC H,
which developed into an interdenominational
association for Christian social service. Branches of
TOC H have been established in many countries
around the world.
Once Jawn
retired they took
a Gap year in
England. They
spent 5 months
house sitting for
Hugh and Fiona
Tucker in
Benfleet, Essex,
during the coldest
winter in 300
years. It was a
novel experience
to have to shovel
snow off the driveway in order to use the car and trying not to
slip when walking on the icy pavements. This was followed by an
amazing, idyllic 7 months travelling the length and breadth of
England in a narrow boat appropriately called Goosemoor. The
experience of a life time!!
Both Jawn and Jeanette have taking to doing the Park Run
and have recently completed their 50th runs. Jeanette is a keen
scrap-booker. Jawn has become a member of the Fish Hoek
beach A-team and swims every day at dawn rain or shine. He has
also started making primitive music instruments and is learning
to play the ukulele.
Beginning Again
Now at 80 on my own once again I am with deep gratitude
aware that God Makes all things new. Not my grinders or
creaking knees, though thankfully they still function.
Jim at times answered the telephone saying - The vliende
piering (flying saucer) will
be back at lunchtime,
alluding to my race around
style of shopping and
driving. Now at a slower
pace; though the old
pattern still returns at
times, I find beauty grows
more intense even as my
eyes fade. Parables, pop up
in unlikely places. Ordinary
everyday events reveal
miracles of God's Love. A
Christ Thorn plant
drive over Ou Kaapseweg yields fields of yellow Spring flowers,
treed cascades of mauve blossom more profuse than I ever
remember. On a walk to church, metres from my new flat, I come
upon a pavement garden; crimson-edged Varkore, heavy
orange heads belling between neon green fingered Euphorbias,
and, beauteous of all, a Christ thorn, its new blood red triple
sized blooms giving me a vivid metaphor for Redemption.
Late at night I hear on my bedside radio the Muslim doctor
graciously listening to a long ramble from an old woman and
peppering his careful advice with the Arabic words for God
willing. Yes Lord, forgive me for always needing to express my
know all opinion. Help me to be a better listener, I whisper.
So many thanks, a noisy family lunch, perfect soft eggs
beside the sea, vast and ever changing. The old hymn How
great Thou art sings in my heart in my beloved grandmother's
throaty contralto.
That's the thing about old age, the past sharpens lives
again even as I search for my car keys.
Liz de Jager