Since last Sunday we have been threatened/ promised/ teased with the idea that snow was coming to Medway...so, in my head I have been thinking of all the fun we could have, all the admin work I need to get done that could be done if I was snowed in and the general happy feeling snow creates in our household.
However, as Monday passed into Tuesday.....and then Friday I was starting to get really grumpy! Even my sister had snow on the Wirral and they never get snow, it was getting too much. By Friday the threat of snow was imminent, the sky was heavy and the flurries began, and then they stopped. We didnt dare go out far "just incase" and so I felt that the weather people had robbed me of my day off and any hope of snow.
And then it happened!
For some strange reason I had offered to cover both the 8.30 a.m and the 10 am service at Hoo St. Werburgh church whilst John and Sue are away. I originally was just down to do 10 am and was due in Upnor first but something in me felt that wasn't right and so convinced the powers that be ( my boss!!) to let me stay in Hoo. So at 7.50 a.m. I creep out of the door trying not to disturb anyone else and all looks cold and wintry but ok, still no snow but i had given up hope! Literally within 2 minutes of leaving the house the snow flurries started but again it felt quite fine and not really amounting to anything.
I then proceeded to spend a most wonderful morning within Hoo church, I led the 8.30 communion and then preached and presided at the 10 a.m talking about licorice allsorts and how they are like the church!! ( 1 Corinthians 12:12 onwards) I felt so welcomed in the church, I didn't feel nervous or under pressure, I enjoyed speaking to the faithful who had braved the elements and it was a real honour to preside and work alongside one of their wonderful readers. I really do think that I would struggle being a traditional vicar but if I had to be I would choose to be one in Hoo!
As our worship service came to an end the heads popped outside and discovered the snow was still falling and was sticking too so we had our tea and coffee and promptly trundled back up the road. As I approached our house I was greeted by a myriad of snow balls as all our neighbours were out playing, adults and children alike! I obviously had been desperate to play for a week and so didn't need any encouragement to get the wellies, hat, scarf and gloves on and so Marc, Daniel and I went and joined the upper Rivenhall Way snow ball fight/ snowman build. We had such fun and the day continued in the same fashion we later went out to discover our snowmen had been taken away on a sledge by some other children and so had to console ourselves with some mulled wine whilst the children continued to play..."Pioneering in the Snow" is my new mission :)
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