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The two Basic Life charity shops in Felixstowe have shut down their retail side but are offering emergency food to anyone who needs it. Felixstowe branch can be contacted on 01394 272618 and Walton branch on 01394 279400. The email address is

The Lent Course is now on the Churches Together Felixstowe Facebook page and the Churches Together Felixstowe website. You can work through the clips and items for reflection at your own pace.

Poems by Maureen Brown

Take a Pot of Love
Spread it everywhere
Make sure it blows
Softly in the air
Brush away dark clouds
But leave the warm sun
Sprinkle it on the crowds
And respect everyone
Wrap each child in kindness
Never let them fear
Do for them the very best
As they grow up each year.

Lord forgive for the wrongs I do
Let me be closer to you
Sometimes I fail to understand
And need God’s helping hand

I am not brave but I am weak
Teach me Lord to be mild and meek
Let me see good in all others
Knowing they too have troubles

Let me not force my personal view
Even though it could be true
Make me show kindness to the poor
Guide me gently to your door

A sad sullen sky looks down
on the dreary lonely town
But soon the sun will shine again
People will flock by bus and train
Ground coffee aroma cause to pause
As cafés open friendly doors
Fancy cakes loaded with cream
Chocolate dripping round the seam
Managers standing at the door
To welcome all into the store
Summer dresses, shorts and skirts
Youngsters joyfully laugh and flirt
A vibrant colourful town again
Though never quite the same
But maybe that is not a bad thing
For a better future it might bring

Be thankful
Look around you
Take a review

It doesn't matter that your tights have a ladder
If hair begins to grey or the carpet starts to fray

Paint might need a retouch, you never liked it much
The bus was five minutes late, your appointment was at eight

The little things that irritate, so you always frustrate
View the whole picture, be less stricter

Don't lose sight of the good things and all the pleasure they bring

I did my walk as instructed to do
Because the pandemic is worse than the flu
I ambled along past gardens of colour
Each one differing from the other
Hedge row banks were fully adorned
Contrasting to the green of the lawns
Onward I strode and into the wood
The air inside smelt so fresh and good
Crossing a bridge, the water was low
Tangled weeds were stopping the flow
Startled by a noise from above
Just in time to catch sigh of a dove
Standing still in quiet and peace
Woodland sounds were all unleashed
Reed beds swayed in gentle breeze
Nature was here to love and seize
I did not want to move from this place
Creatures, plants and birds all interlaced
This was a piece of heaven on earth
All things that are nature giving birth

Dear Jesus Christ - you saved us on the cross
When friends and family mourned their loss
Instead of dying you set your people free
They heard your cries yet you rose again on day three

You took everyone's suffering that day
Their pain you bore and dried their tears away
Nails were cruelly driven into your hands
As you suffered the sins of every land

We pray dear Jesus you will come again
So that peace and prosperity will reign
The world is quietly crying out for you
As we surely recognise and accept the blame

The Pandemic Might Last All Year
Trust In God And Never Fear
Friends Together We Cannot Meet
Each Other In Our Heart Can Keep

Now Is Not The Time To ‘Doze’
Bend Down And Touch Your Toes
Raise Your Arms High As High
On Tip Toe Reach For The Sky

Run On The Spot Do A Short Trot
Knees Up One Two, Don’t Stop
Briskly Walk Round The Room
Dance A Quick-Step With A Broom

Walk Up And Down The Stairs
Or Run If You Think You Dare
Do Something Rather Than Just Sit
A Jigsaw Puzzle Or Knit

Disinfect Everything You Touch
You Can’t Clean Too Much
Then At The End Of The Day
Thank The Good Lord And Pray
Maureen Brown 2020

We know you Lord,
Lord of every changing season who in a world of chaos gives us rhyme and gives us reason.
We know you Lord,
Lord of every heartfelt Prayer, in community and in isolation may we look and find you there.
We know you Lord,
Lord who calms the storm, in this time of change and challenge may new patterns of Ministry be born.

For you are the God of untold beauty and the God of boundless grace.
Help us in our hour of need to look and see your face.
Upon seeing and reflecting, drinking deeply and drinking long,
May our voices ever praise you in a thankful song.
A song for this and every nation and a song that beckons all creation.
A song that proclaims Gods salvation,
For this time will pass.
Rev'd Diane Smith

John Gillet, our Mental Heath Walton Parish Nurse, has submitted the following reflections ...

Beauty will Rise
I was listening to a CD by a Christian singer called Steven Curtis Chapman the other day. He may not necessarily be to your musical taste but I think the lyrics of this song may speak into our current situation as individuals, a nation and a church ...

It was the day the world went wrong
I screamed til my voice was gone
And watched through the tears as everything
Came crashing down
Slowly panic turns to pain
As we awake to what remains
And sift through the ashes that are left behind

But buried deep beneath
All our broken dreams
We have this hope:

Out of these ashes ... beauty will rise
And we will dance among the ruins
We will see Him with our own eyes
Out of these ashes ... beauty will rise
For we know, joy is coming in the morning ...
In the morning, beauty will rise

So take another breath for now,
And let the tears come washing down,
And if you can't believe I will believe for you.

Cuz I have seen
The signs of spring!
Just watch and see:

Out of these ashes... beauty will rise
And we will dance among the ruins
We will see Him with our own eyes
Out of these ashes... beauty will rise
For we know, joy is coming in the morning ...
In the morning ...

I can hear it in the distance
And it's not too far away.
It's the music and the laughter
Of a wedding and a feast.
I can almost feel the hand of God
Reaching for my face
To wipe the tears away, and say,
"It's time to make everything new."

"Make it all new"

This is our hope.
This is the promise.
This is our hope.
This is the promise.
That it would take our breath away
To see the beauty that's been made
Out of the ashes ...
Out of the ashes ...
That it would take our breath away
To see the beauty that's been made
Out of the ashes ...
Out of the ashes ...

Out of these ashes ... beauty will rise
And we will dance among the ruins
We will see Him with our own eyes
Out of this darkness ... new life will shine
And we'll know the joy is coming in the morning ...
In the will rise!

Oh, Beauty will rise
Oh, Beauty will rise
Oh, oh, oh, Beauty will rise
Oh, oh, oh, Beauty will rise
Oh, oh, oh, Beauty will rise

Less lock down-more anxiety?
The easing of some of the lock-down restrictions has generally been welcomed - and possibly rightly so. The opportunity to meet loved ones, even from a distance, will cheer many people.

I am looking forward to having my two daughters come and sit in our garden - a Peter Crouch or Richard Osman distance away (Click on their names if you don't know who they are)!

I must admit, though, I had a tear in my eye when watching some grandparents seeing their grandchildren - Liverpool is quite a distance to go when you can't stay overnight!

So some good things to look forward to.

However I have spoken to some people who are actually quite anxious about returning to 'normal' life. This period has felt less demanding for them, they have been able to be themselves. without putting a front on.

Anxiety can be a real issue for many of us at the best of times.

As Christians we are not immune to this. However we can be confident that our Heavenly Father understands, does not judge us for it and longs to pour His peace into our lives.

The following is a poem that my daughter wrote which she hopes will be of help to some ...

Living with anxiety is hard to explain, it’s like you’re constantly in the fast lane.
The need to just stop and switch off your brain, because the truth is your driving yourself insane.
All logic seems to disappear, as each decision is driven by fear.
The things you want to achieve seem so far away, as you fight the negative thoughts every single day.
The constant battle of feeling ill, and wishing life would just stay still.
The chasm between who you want to be and who you are, and each time you fail leaving a metaphorical scar.
The inward feeling you are not good enough, as you try to smile and appear tough.
Letting people down becomes the 'norm', because it's hard enough just surviving the storm.
At times it feels like there is no hope, and you convince yourself you just can’t cope.
You think these feelings will last forever, as all your relationships begin to sever.
Every minute there is a battle to fight, with victory seeming nowhere in sight.
And sometimes you just feel numb, this illness needs to be overcome.

But rest assured you will get through, and when you do you will realise you grew.
As many people come to your aid, you will see the feelings begin to fade.
Every day there will be something new to learn, and the feelings of hope will begin to return.
As the anxiety slowly begins to cease, you feel that much longed for feeling of peace.

I pray that you will know the Lord's peace in the days ahead.

The Power of the Spirit
Many of our church services this coming Sunday, whether virtual, written, on television or radio will be focusing on Acts Chapter 2.

Here the Holy Spirit is described as coming with the sound of a mighty wind and tongues of fire. Powerful images which had the effect of changing the disciples demeanour and outlook.

They experienced the reality of the promised indwelling of God Himself by His spirit. Isn't it amazing, fantastic and awesome that we too, in 2020, can experience this same Holy Spirit living in us.

We read in John 20 that on the evening of Jesus' resurrection the disciples had the doors locked for fear of the Jews. Yet Jesus appeared to them.

We may have our doors locked, metaphorically or actually, for fear of the virus today but Jesus still comes to us by His Spirit.

We may not experience the Holy Spirit in the same way the disciples did on that first occasion - in other parts of scripture the symbolism used for the Holy Spirit is of a dove, oil, water to name a few - but we can experience him.

Maybe He will engage with you in a more gentle way. The Holy Spirit knows us all individually and He knows our needs.

Let's be open to His ministering to us as we celebrate this Pentecost.

Spirit of the Living God
Fall afresh on me
Spirit of the Living God
Fall afresh on me
Melt me mould me
Fill me and use me
Spirit of the Living God
Fall fresh on me.

Today God promises us grace - grace for every moment and every need - a marvellous, sufficient grace that can turn confusion into clarity, fear into courage, inactivity into effectiveness, bitterness into blessing, doubt into decisiveness and trouble into triumph. With hands and hearts open wide, may we receive all that we need - the shower of His amazing grace upon us.

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

I love this hymn by John Newton. Why not use it by praying through the verses and thanking God for his wonderful grace?

Well it seems that Ezekiel was open to a development of his theology.
Perhaps it surprised him as much as anyone else that while he was dwelling in the very place of desolation he saw visions of God.
Jerusalem was closed for business, but Heaven was open.
Ezekiel saw lots of visions and they proved one thing clearly - God was not confining his presence to just one place and one temple - His presence was available even in exile.
Exile brings disturbance.
We may feel deprived of the usual routines that help us connect with God.
Ezekiel would tell us that this is the ideal setting for gaining new visions of God.
Any place can be the starting point for gaining a new vision of God.
So although we may feel confined and exiled from our physical contact with our places of worship and brothers and sisters God is not confined. He will meet us where we are.

A great philosopher and theologian said this ...
"Don't walk behind me - I may not lead.
Don't walk in front of me - I may not follow.
Just walk beside me - and be my friend."

There are times for all of us ,perhaps highlighted during this pandemic, when we just need somebody to be our friend.Not necessarily to insist we take their advice, nor to keep pushing or prompting us to act in certain ways - but just to walk beside us.. Maybe to listen to us.

People start to heal when they believe they are being heard.

It reminds me of Jesus walking besides the two disciples on the road to Emmaus. Listening to them and in effect being their friend. Who can we be a friend to? Have we those who are a friend to us?

However alone we may feel at present we can be sure that Jesus is our friend. He referred to His first disciples as such - "You are my friends if you do what I command I no longer call you servants ...... Instead I have called you friends" (John 15:14,15) Jesus will walk beside us through whatever comes.

Oh, the name of that philosopher/theologian - Winnie the Pooh of course!

Recently I have been reading part of Paul's letter to the church at Colossae. It has been a great encouragement to me. Here is a small snippet:-

Colossians 1:9-14 (New International Version)

9 For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives,

10 so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God,

11 being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience,

12 and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you[b] to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.

13 For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves,

14 in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.

In verse 11 Paul prays that his readers 'may have great endurance and patience'.

I wonder if you feel that is what you need.

I know there are days in lockdown when this is my prayer for myself. But it is not something we can manufacture ourselves. It comes as we are strengthened with God's power and as we grow in knowledge of Him.

Despite our current situation we can 'give joyful thanks to the Father'.

When it gets tough, as it surely will, when you feel a sense of despondency and hopelessness remind yourself that ,in Christ, we have an amazing inheritance.

We are no longer under the power of darkness but reside already in the kingdom of the Son. We are redeemed- Hallelujah!

As Paul prayed for the Colossians so I pray for you and me.

Keep going and stay safe

Click here to go to see advice for taking care of yourself and those around you on the Methodist Church's website.

Click here to go to a fun website - Out of the Ark - where you will find songs and activities.

Click here to see services on the Wesley's Chapel and Leysian Mission website.

Click here to go to the Circuit's website for videos of local services and audios of local sermons.

Click here to go to the Circuit's Facebook page.

Click here to hear the 'Coronavirus Prayer' on the Methodist Church's YouTube channel.

Hymn by William Fullerton written in 1929. It rather captures the current mood.

I cannot tell why grief and sadness linger
Why jobs are lost, and people face despair;
When this will end, if vaccines come and rescue,
Why isolation stalks the earth again.
But this I know, Christ feels the hurt upon the cross;
The Spirit weaves our lives together still.
And some glad day, through Providence, the Father
May turn this wave of loss to glory by his will.
I cannot tell how we can be together
When all our ways of doing so are lost;
How we can be one body in communion
If every form of touch comes at a cost.
But this I know, we’re sealed upon the heart of God
The Spirit dwells within our fearful souls.
And Christ finds ways to show his face to all of us
To lift our hopes and meet us in our mortal fears.
I cannot tell how long this time of fear will last
If there’ll be months, or years of damaged lives;
When once again we’ll gladly throng together,
To sit and laugh, to dance and play and kiss.
But this I know, we’re finding things both good and true
About our God, each other and ourselves.
So after this we’ll know we’ve met our darkest hour
And now there’s nothing we will have to face alone

Psalm 91 - to meditate on
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."
Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.
If you make the Most High your dwelling - even the LORD, who is my refuge - then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent.
11. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
"Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honour him.
With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.