My dear Friends,
I had better begin this month by explaining the belated appearance of our magazine last month and this month again There were two reasons for the May issue being late—first of all I had to spend a week away with my parents and secondly there were one or two things about the Fete which we wanted to put in the magazine, but about which we had not heard anything definite. So we hung on until we did hear.
And as for this month—well, we wanted to insert in the magazine a rough balance sheet of the Fete These notes are being written an May 24th, in the morning, so I do not know myself yet when it will appear in print.
It was a real joy to see so many smiling and willing helpers at our Fete on Whit-Monday of course, in the main they were the faithful churchgoers. And here I would like to say a word of appreciation of the faithful who keep this Church going in this, as in every parish. They are the salt of the earth, and we bless God for them! They keep the Church open for the occasional worshipper, and for those who only come when they need the Church to serve their own immediate purpose. Mr John Bentjeman refers to them as the few:
Who are,seen in their accustomed pew
Throughout the year, what'er the weather,
That they may worship God together.
These; like a fire of glowing coals,
Strike warmth into each other’s souls,
And though they be but two or three,
They keep the Church for you and me.
If you are one of the few, God bless you!
Yours very sincerely, WYN DAVIES
I think that it left little to be desired. The weather was perfect, and there was an excellent number of people present. Some people.--Churchgoers at that too!—had damped some other's
spirits before the day by saying that it was not going to be much of a Fete this year, etc. I do wish that such people would shut up. So very often they are the people who do not do a thing
to help before hand, and rather than let others see or know that they know nothing about what is going on with the preparations they go about and say "there isn' t much there this year" How I could crown one or two of them !!!
But in spite of these moaners, who do not seem to want to see our Church flourishing we had an excellent day, and I am sure that they will be disappointed to hear that our profits for the day will be in the region of £120. This shows that some people must have put a lot of work into it and on your behalf I do want them to know how grateful we are to them. It would be foolish of me to attempt to thank individuals, or particular groups for their grand work—it would obviously cause more distress to me than pleasure. Therefore I do hope that these hard workers will not be disappointed by the foolish talk of one or two ignorant persons. Our last four fetes have each made a profit of over £100—this surely should give you all encouragement to keep on with this good work for our Church.
June 3rd and 10th, Mrs. Brown, Mill Hill
June 17th and 24th, Mrs. Saturley;
July 1st and 8th, Miss S. Johns; July 15th and 22nd Miss U. Price;
May 11—Norman Alfred Richardson Davidson, of Forestry School, Parkend.
May 20—Paul Raymond Gapper, of Hillside House, Bream.
May 20—Michael George Gapper. of Hillside House, Bream.
May 20—Richard Allan Nyland, of 2, Bowson Road, Bream.
Apr. 26—Rose Watts, The Tufts, aged l year.
Apr. 27—Harry Roberts, Tufts Cottage, aged six hours.
May 5 — Henrietta White, Frampton-on-Severn, aged 76 years.
May 5 —Annie Williams, Fir Tree Cottage, aged 88 years.
May 8 — Louisa Wildin, of Cinderford, aged 77 years.
May17 —Frank Blower, of Maypole, Bream, aged 73 years.
Number of Communicants and Collections
Apr. 29— 24 £3/ 8 /11
May 6— 22 £3/ 3/ 0
May 13— 21 £4/ 4 /5
May 20— 55 £5/ 8 /3
I do want to thank most sincerely all those who worked so hard to prepare the field, the owner of the field, the workers during the day, the people who patronized the fete—and above all perhaps the people who gave towards it—in time, labour or gifts. If you gave something and have not been thanked personally by the Vicar, please forgive him but do remember that over 60 people helped, over 100 must have donated something or other, and for sure that they won’t be offended, why should you be? Rather do please accept this as the Vicar’s thanks to you.
It is a wonderful help if we have learned the art of dealing with disappointments
when they come along. And they do come along don’t they? There
isn' t one of us who can avoid having
to face them. The road can’t always be a smooth and easy one.
Perhaps it would not be a good thing for us if everything went "according
to plan." There should be nothing to test our mettle. But there
is no likelihood of that sort of thing happening.
Life has its chapter of disappointments for must of us. Our plans go awry. Our hopes get deflated. It’s no use making a song about it, the great thing is to avoid being beaten, and that’s where we come in. We have a part to play in the business and everything depends on what sort of a part we choose.
Isn’t it true that when they are confronted with disappointment, some men show their best side, while others show their worst? Lets have a glance at the depressing picture first. I've known men who possessed great gifts for organisation as long as things were running well. But those same men were upset and demoralised when things went wrong.
They just couldn’t stand up to it. They became petty and irritable with a habit of throwing the blame upon others. That’s a thing we all need to watch in ourselves—I mean, of course, the habit of blaming others when things don’t go the way we want them to.
Men don’t easily turn the spotlight of criticism upon themselves. They search around for other victims. Maybe no one is to blame when a situation worsens, but there are men who seem to find relief when they save discovered a convenient scapegoat on whom the blame can be loaded.
Then there are the weaklings, who when things take a turn in the wrong
direction, shut themselves, up to the luxury of self pity and start blaming
life for being so unkind to them. They
lie in wait for a sympathetic ear to be offered to them, and then pour into it the tale of their woes. They tell the story of their own undeserved sufferings until you would imagine them as the innocent victims of lifes cruelty.
At the worst, they become bitter about God and think that He has deserted
and forgotten them. It’s in the haunts of the disappointed that
you hear these human howls and whines, and
they don’t make a pretty sound. They are, all of them, confessions of defeat, and while we don’t want to lose our sympathy for those who are on the losing side, we know in our hearts that their’s is not a road we ought to take.
The great thing is to be able to face up to disappointments and take the blows without flinching. Don’t blame others for them. Don’t blame life. Don’t get bitter with and about God. There’s no special need either, to blame yourself. Just stand up to your disappointments and get up and try again. Be sure that a life with its ups and downs, and its rough and tumble, is a better training ground, than a life in which we could get all we want on the easiest and cheapest terms.
Of course, there are plenty of cases in which we are moved to sympathy because the misfortunes of life have fallen terribly on some men, but you will notice that it’s not those who do the most of the complaining. Their courage is often a rebuke to us, and it ought to be an inspiration as well.,.. Let us learn from them that it isn’t what life gives or what life withholds which matters—but the way in which we deal with changing circumstances.
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