In the congregation were some of the people who cared for me and nurtured my faith as a young teenager. Amongst those gathered was one of my infant school teachers who could still remember teaching me to read (I fear it may have been a traumatic memory)! It was a great reminder of the importance of encouraging and nurturing others and the precious gift of the community of faith in all our stories.
Eating tea in the hall, that seemed so much smaller than I remembered was wonderful and provided an opportunity for recalling vivid memories of harvest suppers, youth events, bible studies and our wedding reception which was held here in August 1984.
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