Yesterday I was leading worship at a little village called Skillington. The old chapel stands at the top of a hill, in the centre of the village and overlooking the village green. An idyllic picture.
Mothering Sunday is always a special time as we recognise and honour the mothers amongst us. Our worship was tuneful and joyous and blessed by the presence of two delightful children, in a chapel that is usually without children on Sundays. The two girls, sisters aged three and two , handed out flowers to the ladies present and the three year old (adorably cute) sang a song about Jonah and the Whale, using the microphone and with no trace of nerves.
Such a joy!