Retiring .....

Advent Sunday has always had a special place in my heart.
Often it was linked with the Christingles to be made by the children in the small primary school where I spent a day as a school governor helping along with what could be a rather messy process before being handed out to the children in the church.
Today there is a service to mark my retirement....this evening..
This is the second time I’ve retired...I left teaching about thirty years ago!
The church is up a very steep hill and it will be dark.
Several people have rung me to say they will be with me in spirit...but that hill is very daunting...
I know how they feel......
I have wondered about sending the same message....along the lines of
"Thank you all....I have enjoyed my time in the parish but it’s time to stop!" But I know I can’t do that.
I’m not looking forward to it.
But I know they mean well so I can just accept it all with genuinely grateful thanks and get home as soon as possible where a good scotch will be waiting for me.
The choir will be there and we are singing some of the dearly loved advent hymns. That bit I will enjoy...
I am feeling weird just now...I wanted to just fade away...gradually with no fuss...
But here we go again only months since the priest in charge left.
Our lovely young curate will cope I know but I have warned her that tears will not be far away during this service....I shall take several big hankies...but she is not to be nice to me.
And the rest of my life starts tomorrow. Alleluia!






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