To go down Church Lane and up to St Giles day by day and enter a building that lifts
my heart to the altar of God via its Norman arches.
To worship where Kempe’s windows tell me afresh the good news of Jesus as God’s self-revelation
lighting my faith, and his presence in the Blessed Sacrament with its ever burning
lamp brings me to my knees.
To minister in a church, once a sanctuary for fugitives and lepers, whose visitors’
book tells many stories of blessings received today within its walls. To preach where
Giles Moore and Robert Leighton preached.
Very important to me is the privilege of being welcomed again and again into people’s
lives in Horsted Keynes as I minister with others at times of joy and sorrow, birth,
marriage and bereavement.
To stand 52nd on the list of Rectors puts me in my place. I am just one more priest,
one more ‘steward of the mysteries of God’ (1 Corinthians 4:1) in succession to brothers
who in turn accepted the apostolic charge from the Bishop to celebrate and hand on
Christian faith. In that holy relay race God save me from dropping the baton over
my time here!
At Christmas many of you will follow 40 generations of villagers in welcoming the
Lord Jesus in Holy Communion (Christ’s Mass) and I pray, as I do daily, that our
village may prosper as it keeps this Feast, engaging with One who alone can put humanity
into its right mind.