The newsletter for March from our minister, Rev. Francis Neil

The scenes around us develop as the weather and seasons change; and as Rev. Francis says, we see the developing story of Jesus as Easter approaches......... 

Dear Friends,

Looking out the window today there is a picture postcard winter scene and the picture continues to develop as the snow continues to fall. The weather forecast gives the ominous warning that 'More heavy snow and travel disruption' can be expected.

A sense of disruption echoes as we travel through Lent towards Good Friday. The scriptural account of the events at that time lead to a cross of wood upon which Jesus, the Son of God, is crucified and all seems lost.

For, as we enter Holy Week, we will once again be invited to picture the crowds waving palms as Jesus enters Jerusalem. We will perhaps sense the growing tension there and reflect upon the Passover Meal; the cries of "Hosanna" that rapidly turn to "crucify him" and His betrayal that takes place in a garden before Jesus is taken to be crucified. We will gather at the cross as Jesus cries out and dies and all hope seems extinguished. But, as Tom Wright explains: 'The cross of Jesus Christ is …..the ultimate place where, at last, heaven and earth meet and are reconciled.'

Justin Holcomb explains 'Good Friday is a crucial day of the year because it celebrates what we believe to be the most momentous weekend in the history of the world. Ever since Jesus died and was raised, Christians have proclaimed the cross and resurrection of Jesus to be the decisive turning point for all creation. Paul considered it to be "of first importance" that Jesus died for our sins, was buried, and was raised to life on the third day, all in accordance with what God had promised all along in the Scriptures, (1 Corinthians Ch15 v3).' *

On our continuing journey through Lent towards Good Friday and as we ponder and pray upon all that Christ has done, is doing and will do, my prayer for us all is captured in the words of the wonderful hymn by Isaac Watts: 

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small,
Love so amazing so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.




(If the help of our minister is needed, please telephone Rev. Francis on 01422 615910 )