I had reason to visit a VERY old parish church recently- friends invited me to take photos at their renewal of marriage vows, which was being celebrated in the little Church where they were married. Time has had a major effect on this house of worship. Few people live anywhere near now; it is along a winding lane, and surrounded by fields.
Now the church acts as a “heritage centre” and is preserved by a charitable Trust. Being well cared for and maintained, it is still available for use. Inside, it is quite simple: venerable wooden pews, some lovely windows, and a small churchyard full of grass (and snowdrops in January!).
It held significance for the happy couple and their children: and out in the grassy yard is a glorious pink (old) standard rose. Like the building, the rose speaks of years marking love- memories matter.
It’s very peaceful there. Trees embrace the site, and birdsong falls lightly on the ear.
Many, many years ago a small community built their small Church. It has lasted hundreds of years as a witness of Christian faith, the value of worship, and the role of faith even in tiny rural villages and farms. Most names have vanished in the mists of history: but “local” surnames can still be made out on the ancient gravestones. The world has changed so much, but even now we can find little bastions of faith. God was important enough to the people that they laboured to build and maintain THEIR own Church- generations have begun their lives here, married here, celebrated children, mourned in their bereavements, and left this marker that gives a measure of immortality.
Entering a place of worship that is so old often imparts a sense of continuity and connection with our roots. Even more, such place are “hallowed” – infused with a timeless holiness- so even a modern “not-very-religious” person may breathe a prayer or feel a longing for something beyond our everyday callousness. It is good that such places exist and have use.
Our 21st Century church fellowships can also offer a path to a sense of the “other” and be a portal to an encounter with Love, Faith, and Hope. Perhaps in a few generations, someone will visit one of our buildings and find a connection to an eternal heritage. I wonder what they will say…
Perhaps they will share this blessing:
“So let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts. For as members of one body you are called to live in peace. And always be thankful.”
(Colossians 3:15)
The Reflectionary 