It’s been a mental health themed day today. Following an early journey to Cragg in the very thick ice and light snow that looked very pretty but froze the car up solid and reduced the congregation by half to the young and the really keen, bless ‘em.
From there to Mytholmroyd and a slightly manic family service in the hall. The service arose from a conversation about what church would like to our community… a party was the answer and so that’s what the worshipped looked like today. We had balloons, freaking out our balloon phobic, party poppers and bouncy choruses. We posted letters to ourselves making pledges for the New Year. We had a lovely time.
The mental health theme followed the jollifications – that’s the danger of “jolly” worship.
I once talked to someone about why they liked Anglican worship and they said that it was still bearable even when you were feeling well… miserable! Church should not be a place that you can only go when you are happy.
“come to me you are heavy laden and I will give you rest” said Jesus, not “come to me if you’re really happy so that we can have a good time together.”
Still it was good to be happy together and share our sadness’s after the service.
This afternoon a quick visit to Todmorden to a sick lady who made a warm scene surrounded by her family. On hearing my voice she told me to go away , she didn’t want to see me… she’s not well so I slipped away but was a bit hurt anyway. Our mental health is so precious it’s a wonder we don’t take better care of it.
We have gyms for our bodies, should we have gyms for our mental health…
Perhaps that what churches should be.
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