Blog Update: (This article had a great pic of Mushy at the top... but we're now waiting for an updating of a new "documentation procedure" before I can re-introduce it!) Please just imagine her standing in the Church sanctuary holding one of her shoes! - I will return the image here soon. It's worth waiting for!
Here we have the lovely Mushy, shoe in hand in the "Sanctuary" of the church last night during Youth Alpha.
I love using the church building. One of my hobbies is putting all the things away after you crazies have left and locking up. Strange hobby perhaps but sometimes, when I'm alone, I spend a bit of extra time in the Sanctuary and have a quiet chat with God. I wonder around the stained glass windows and examine their minutae. I did this last night, and once the noise from bonkers teenagers has left, it's a very peaceful place altogether.
Using Google Translate, I read the Latin inscriptions on the windows at the alter end of the building. The window on the right reads: hujus ecclesiae aedificatae AD - and translates as - This church built AD 1869 generous benefactor for AD 1877.
Not sure how a generous benefactor would pay for the church 8 years after it had been built... perhaps I read it slightly wrong... in any case, the building is 144 years old (in 2013) - I stood and thought about the people that would have come and gone within these walls. What would the people say that stood here 144 years ago if they knew that we have since used this alter for screaming teenagers drinking Irn Bru through a sock?!
I remember a time I was on my knees at the alter not praying but mopping up squirty cream, nutella and confetti streamers!.... Do you know, I think a lot of the 150 year old St. Mungo members would have been very proud of you lovely tweens and teens.
God loves joy and laughter..... he even invented it! And, although there is still a very great need for reverence and respect in a church building, I do believe that it's the Youth of Balerno (and neighbouring villages) who keep the flame alive for the next generation.
I, myself was married at this very position in the room nearly twenty years ago..... and now my own children are the ones performing Irn Bru / sock stunts! So perhaps I'm just another passing soul in the life of this lovely wee building. Ladycroft's stone walls can't talk - and the windows only say a little.... but I definitely felt spoken to last night.