The Good Book v. The Big Book

Earlier in the week we’d seen the banner. The banner that invited us to join with St.Johns (CoE, not ambulance) for an open-air service (weather permitting!). Since the weather did permit we set off.

Incidentally, I’m always pleased whenever we’re able to walk to church – it just seems right. Unfortunately, a by-product of these walks is that I imagine that everyone else we see out walking is also on their way to church – I mean, what else is there to do on a Sunday morning?! Invariably my eternal optimism is dashed upon the rocks of realism when the stream of fellow-walkers dries up as we approach church.

Yet this morning, as we approached St.Johns we were met with a crowd of people thronging around the grounds – a virtual torrent! Eagerly anticipating the 11am kick-off people jostled for position. The eternal optimist was pleasantly surprised and greatly encouraged… briefly!

Unfortunately the dangerous rocks were just around the corner – literally. As we followed the deluge of ‘fellow-Christians’ we discovered that the intended destination was not St.Johns but the adjacent Argos! Passing beyond the impending flood at Argos we joined the trickle of worshippers in St.Johns churchyard.

Apparently, there are plenty of other things to do on a Sunday morning.