contraban

After church today, a member of the congregation pulled me aside and slipped a carefully shrouded package from under her coat.

‘Here.  This is for you.  I know it’s not allowed in church anymore but…’

Most curious, I began to unravel the packaging.

A lovely jar of home made bramble jam — forbidden for lack of a food safety certificate.

Nothing like living dangerously.

preparations

Not fully recovered from yesterday’s illness, I spent the day fishing for Advent resources.  And it occurred to me that we might start an Advent blog — poetry, photographs, short reflections either of your own, or by others.  If seven people were willing to take part, we would each have to offer only four things.

I thought about approaching seven priests (and bishops).
I thought about approaching seven members of the congregations.   And then I thought about asking you.

Are there 6 of you out there, willing to join in?  Please respond in comments.

If it works, we could repeat it at Lent.   If there are more than six interested, even better.