Trees

One of the first things visitors to Horton Heath notice is the number and variety of trees we have growing around the chapel and across the grounds. We have our Victorian forebears to thank for this who, when the chapel was opened in 1877, planted around twenty different species of deciduous and evergreen trees, including elders, junipers, silver birch, copper beech, oak, yew, horse chestnut and monkey puzzle. Other trees such as rhododendron, and flowering cherry add a splash of colour in the spring and summer.

Sadly, some of the trees have been lost over the years but others have replaced them. Some to commemorate special events, such as the Coronation Tree, a Norway Spruce, planted in 1953 shown below. Others in memory of those who were dear to us.

The benefits of having so many mature and such a variety of trees are two-fold. Firstly, no matter from which aspect the trees of Horton Heath are viewed, or what time of year, we cannot but be impressed by the beauty, colour and range of God’s creation. Secondly, to be among those restful trees is to find a place perfect for reflection on the one who created them.

Sunday School Outing

The annual outing started in Victorian times and went to Bournemouth by horse drawn farm vehicles, the boys in carts, the girls in more comfortable vans. We stopped at Redhill for lemonade and sandwiches before continuing to the beach. A dangerous incident occurred here one year, when a horse took fright and bolted down the hill with a van load of terrified girls in tow. One of the older girls managed to grab the reins and bravely brought the van to a safe halt.

Another adventure involved lost children (boys, of course), eventually retrieved from Bournemouth Police Station. More enjoyable adventures were tram rides up Richmond Hill, ice creams, and Pierrot shows.

When motor transport became available, we were able to travel further and Weymouth became our regular venue until the outings stopped in the early 2000’s. Weymouth had all we needed, a safe sandy beach, a funfair, sand sculptures, shops and cafes. Each outing ended with a fish and chip supper in Wareham.  

The photograph below, from 1948, shows the outing was not just for children, but the whole church community. Beachwear may have changed but the fun of enjoying God’s creation in the company of God’s people clearly hasn’t.

Sunday School

June is the traditional month for Horton Heath to celebrate our Sunday School Anniversary. The Sunday School was founded in 1833 and started in the original Methodist Chapel in the village, which was a cob walled, thatch-roofed building on Chapel Farm. The Sunday School moved to the current Chapel on Clump Hill in 1877. We have records and recollections of early activities, typical of a country Sunday School including teas and picnics, presentations and prize-givings, and outings to the seaside, initially by horse and cart, then charabanc and latterly by coach.

The Sunday School banner is usually displayed over the front gate on Anniversary day, as shown in the photograph below dating from ca.1900. Due to its age and fragility, we tend keep the banner indoors if it is wet or windy outside, but the Sunday School is still active, still introducing children to Jesus and would welcome new members.

Thoughts for May

May always seems like a joyous month. Spring is in its full glory and the colours from the flowers ever changing. We’ve already seen snowdrops, daffodils and now the bluebells are proudly showing their carpets in our local woodlands. Maypoles and Morris dancing date back to pagan festivals, but they still bring joy to those who watch their displays.

This month we also celebrate Ascension Sunday and Pentecost. Two special days in the Church’s calendar. Traditionally represented with white for Ascension Day and colours of red and orange for Pentecost. More colour and joy flooding into our Churches. England at this time of year looks as though God has painted it with a whole palette of gorgeous colours.

In the Bible, David’s Psalms are full of praise to God. In Psalm 30, David thanks God for keeping him safe during all the hard years behind him. It feels entirely fitting that in this beautiful month we can thank God for all we can see around us, but also to thank Him for walking with us during the past difficult year as we emerge from the lockdowns we have all experienced.

"O Lord my God, I cried to You for help. 
You kept me from falling into the pit. 
Sing to the Lord, all you godly ones. 
Praise His holy name." 
Psalm 30:2-4

Looking forward

The year 2020 will soon be drawing to a close with the hopes of everyone for a better, healthier, new year to come and one in which we can safely gather together again with loved ones. This year seems to have gone so fast in many respects, yet not fast enough in terms of hopes for recovery.

It has certainly been a year of extremes. Living life from a distance, yet in some aspects being even closer to one another, opening up more  communications than ever before through various means and ways available, powerfully aided by the amazing technology we have today. A pandemic bringing fear and worry. A wonderful swell in community spirit bring hope and kindness.

For many the pandemic has hugely impacted income in one shape or form. It has also seen a richness in innovation, creativity, and precious family time. Whilst our world as we knew it stopped, nature flourished and kept its everlasting steady cycle. The pandemic has also born anxiety and uncertainty, but nature has been by our side throughout providing a safe space, a retreat, restoring balance and wellbeing. Church doors closed, and instead entered the home via email, radio, live broadcasts, tv, social media opening new doors for new people making church more accessible.

Looking back on this past year where can you see the hand of God working in your life?

Wishing you a peaceful Christmas – in whatever unique form it takes this year. It will certainly be one to remember and look back upon with grateful hearts for all we have been given and the opportunities to collectively and individually make a change in society and our lives for the better.

In this together.

‘Safe in His hands’

“I cling to you; your right hand upholds me. I cling to you; your strong right hand holds me securely.” (Psalm 63:8)

Whilst the picture of the future is still uncertain on so many levels, one thing we can be certain of is God’s unfailing love.

He’s with you every minute of every day.

In the quiet awakening of dawn rising from under the morning mist.

And your stronghold in the deep, dark, cold nights.

In the wonder of the wintery sky adorned with the brightest stars.

And your shelter in the storms.

Your guiding light.

He’s in every heart beat and breath.

Every smile, even behind the masks – you can’t hide that light

It shines warmly through the eyes.

In every helping hand and every good deed.

In every grateful heart.

Safe in His hands you can find rest, grace and strength.

Your hope and stay.

Our hope is built on nothing less.

“For I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you Do not fear; I will help you.” (Isaiah 41:13)

Keep safe and hold on to the great hope we find in Jesus.

Changing seasons

The leaves on the trees are starting to turn to their wonderful autumnal colours, and just today I glimpsed (and caught!) one of the whirling ‘helicopter seeds’ as it gracefully appeared from the clear blue sky.

There’s a chill in the air but a welcome warmth in the sun. Autumn marks the start of the next chapter of this year. But what does it have in store? Hopefully more churches being able to open their doors again, gathering together physically whilst following government regulations, guidance and precautions as we all continue to protect and look out for each other.

Music has always been a significant part of our fellowship at Horton Heath. Whilst it’s changed throughout the years; from solo pedal organ through to a six piece music group in its day, and in recent years seen the addition of our trusted ‘Joan the 3rd’ hymnal to help lead the singing, never did we imagine we’d see the day that singing publicly together would be prohibited throughout the land.

It brings to mind the beautiful Matt Redman song ‘When the music fades’, which reminds us that although things are different, not all is lost. We can gain a fresh deeper perspective. The songs, even when only sung in our hearts, encourage us to simply come back to the heart of worship and focus on God’s care and provision throughout the year.

There will need to be some creative, innovative thinking to reimagine upcoming celebrations like harvest, which we’d normally be celebrating in true Horton Heath style at the beginning of October. Whilst the services and celebrations will be different for each fellowship, maybe this year we will uniquely see churches gather virtually together from around the world. 

Keep being God’s light.

Wonder

Recently the words of ‘How Great Thou Art’ written by Stuart K. Hilne have felt particularly poignant. A great reminder of the awesome wonder of creation, the balance and timing of the seasons, along with the detail, care and power displayed through nature. A place you can experience the expanse of the universe and the closeness of God.

At the time of writing this piece we’ve personally felt a mixture of emotions, especially in the last few weeks where the seasons felt as though they were happening all at once. From the joyful, safe arrival of a newborn in our family, through to a number of departures of loved ones who will be greatly missed, though filled our lives with many happy memories.

Whether you’re experiencing a feeling of ‘sunshine’ or ‘rain’ (or ‘sunshine on a rainy day’), the inner need to take action or to find rest, God has generously provided a time for everything:

   “There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,

    a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,

    a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,

    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

    a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,

    a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,

    a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace”. 

    (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)

Arrivals and departures mark a passing of time. Both events being the start of a new chapter (or even a new book) in their own way. All the best parts of the previous chapters cherished in our hearts and fondly remembered and retold until one day we meet again.

In loving memory of John Price, Beryl Clifford and Elsie Shears.

The great deep blue

At the time of writing its #plasticfreejuly, which instantly brought to mind the ocean, and also unfortunately, the amount of muck we’ve unwittingly allowed to pollute these ‘lungs of our planet’. So this movement is a great reminder to continue to do all that we can to reduce the amount of single use plastic. To be more thoughtful, creative and purposeful in our lives. And realise how our actions impact this amazing planet, that is full of wonder and a beautiful sign of God the creator.

Proverbs 8:27-29

“…I was there when He established the heavens, when He inscribed a circle on the face of the deep, when He established the clouds above, when the fountains of the deep gushed forth, when He set a boundary for the sea, so that the waters would not surpass His command, when He marked out the foundations of the earth.…”

The coast holds a very special place in the hearts of many. A space to escape the busyness of our lives and the amount of technology and alerts. A place to feel completely in Gods presence. A space to simply breathe. However, until we can safely return to visit our spectacular coastline again, let’s immerse ourselves in a word picture of it and reflect on how it represents God to you.

The ocean. A vast expanse. The great deep blue. A constant. Keeping tide in line and rhythm with the celestial moon. A body of water held in its place, that knows no divides, uniting us altogether. Standing on the shoreline awakens your senses; the salty air embraces you, the cool sea breeze brushing past your cheeks, the seagulls calling overhead. You listen carefully, allowing your body, mind and spirit to still in its mighty presence. The waves as they gently lap onto the shore and crash over the nearby rocks, sound like calm deep breaths from a ‘being’ that’s unfathomable in size. Slowly inhaling and exhaling. 

Another world can be found deep below the sunlit surface. Holding many mysteries in its depths. In stormy weather the ocean becomes turbulent, forceful, and disrupting. Reshaping the coastline in its path. It reforms and transforms sharp edges of rocks, glass or wood into smooth treasures.

We need to refill ourselves with God’s love and grace, like a glass bottle filled to the brim with refreshing water. Especially during times of strife. We also need to remain in His love, immersing our ‘full bottle‘ in the ocean of His presence, so that we overflow with love in abundance, strength, hope and kindness. We pray that God continually fills each and everyone, so that we can all live life to its fullest in Him. 

1 John 4:13 “And God has given us his Spirit as proof that we live in him and he in us.”