SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT BEFORE THE
SUNDAY, JUNE 12, 2022, 3 P.M. IN THE CHURCH
(NOTE: Jim Allen, our Pastoral Charge Supervisor, who will chair the meeting was not available right after church due to another commitment. )
A number of thoughts and questions came to me, and I hope you will give them some thought before the Congregational Meeting.
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May God help us with our decision.
Should you have any questions, do not hesitate to contact Ellen Muise, Cathy Mellon or Dan Drummond.
Christ is born! I hope that the true spirit of Christmas seeped into your heart and soul and, in spite of all the restrictions due to Covid, you were able to enjoy the holiday. We have almost a year left to prepare for Christmas 2022, but there are a lot of other celebrations between now and then.
Thanks to the addition of children and other relatives of church members and friends of Reverend Paula Mullin, there were 42 at the Zoom Christmas Eve Service. Do you remember when Aylmer United Church was packed at a Christmas Eve service? I wonder whether it would have been different had we been able to meet in person in our sanctuary. Perhaps not. The attendance at Christmas Eve services in the few years before Covid were disappointingly small.
I know that we have members who do not have access to the internet, but there are many who do. Where are they on Sunday morning at 10:30 a.m.? If you received the Weekly Message, then you have the information needed to log on. Will you come out this coming Sunday?
My amaryllis flower from an old bulb is in full bloom. I have two other old ones that are still just green leaves. Lucky me, a friend brought me a new amaryllis and has a huge flower bud just emerging! Did you know that the Huntington's Society of Canada have a campaign each fall during which they sell amaryllis bulbs as a fundraiser. Hopefully I'll remember to have the information on ordering added to the Weekly Message when the campaign starts this fall.
We, as a church, support a number of groups through the Mission and Service Fund, but we are not limited to supporting other groups. The Sunday School is very active in campaigning for the Food Bank. You are invited to let us know activities of your charitable group so those interested can participate and/or support them - send an Email to the church office.
Lest I forget, please mark your 2022 calendar (or add to your electronic calendar) the date of our
2021 Annual General Meeting on Sunday, February 20th, 2022, following the Zoom church service. The 2021 Annual Report will be posted on the church web site before the meeting.
I do hope and pray that more people will join us Sunday mornings for our Zoom church services. We need you.
Happy New Year and God bless,
In the next few weeks as schools, institutions and some workplaces open their buildings we will be able to note how effectively the safety measures are working.
The Quebec Government and Public Health will potentially be issuing further advice or directives to keep us as safe as possible.
With this instability our teams pursuit to reopen the church building is on hold for now.
The good news -
We have had a few people register to be 'Volunteers.' Thank You!
There is space for more on the Saturday, 18th September 2021 10.00 - 11.00pm Workshop.
To Register: email the church Before : September 16, 2021
Our recommendations to Church Council will indicate the best-case scenarios for all building users as and when appropriate.
Until then, we can only suggest patience and respect for whoever we find ourselves with, and wherever we are.
Team: Cheryl Chambers, Jennifer Day, Barry Jones, Anne Little.
Have you ever mislaid something, searched high and low and given up hope of ever seeing it again …. and then, suddenly, there it is in front of you where it’s been all along?
Last week I lost my pruners. I searched everywhere, under the hedges where I had been cleaning out weeds and maple seedlings, in the herb garden cutting back things starting to flower that I didn’t want spreading, among the tomato plants, in the flower beds. I even dumped out the old wheelie bin we used to use for garbage, but is now so handy for weeds and things I don’t want in my own compost pile. No, they hadn’t accidentally fallen in there. Even Paul had a look around the gardens.
On Friday morning he asked me to take him to Home Hardware. He knew exactly where the pruners were and wanted to buy me a new pair, so after clearing away from breakfast off we went. Housework took up the rest of the morning.
After lunch, I headed out, new pruners in hand, and what did I see on the solar light on top of a post on the corner of the kitchen steps - yes, the pruners neither of us could find. We had walked by those pruners day after day, many times, in search of them and as my mother used to say “couldn’t see them for looking!”
I wish it were so easy to find some other things I have misplaced. Will they ever show up in plain sight all along?
I hope that, like me, if you are searching for something, you will happen upon it and be thankful.
Keep well and God bless. I hope to find you on my computer screen at our Zoom service on Sunday.
More and more people are being vaccinated and by fall, surely, we should be able to return to our church building, but will there be anyone there? Will there be anyone to take up collection and help count the offering and to do all the various tasks it takes for us to have a service? Over the past months, I've asked for volunteers. A few offered to read Scripture and some to light the Christ Candle during our Zoom services, but what about when we are back together again?
What about our fundraisers? Will we have any? If not, how do we pay our bills and maintain our building and the manse (which requires numerous repairs)? Where are the family members in our Aylmer United Church family? I don't know about when you were growing up, but when I was, we all had roles to play and chores to do and were active in church work as well - teaching Sunday School, washing dishes, making loaves and loaves of sandwiches and baking for teas and sales, funerals and special occasions, baking for dinners and pot-luck meals. What has happened to us in the congregation of Aylmer United Church. I think - just my opinion - but too few people have taken on the burdens for the rest.
How many (other than those who have been doing it for years) will write to say "Count me in, I'll do it." when we ask for someone to organize a Christmas Bazaar or dinner, or to help in all the many ways needed. Should I hold my breath?
As Chair of our Church Council, I want to keep this congregation together, but I wonder how with about 30 coming to our Zoom services - and several of them not part of our congregation. What more can I do than I am doing? What more can your Council do?
Looking forward to hearing from you (firstname.lastname@example.org or 819-685-0656).
The greatest gardener of all is God the Almighty, the Creator of all things.
At Coffee Fellowship on Sundays since spring arrived, we often talk about gardening and I offered to send the link to the daily gardening message I receive from The Old Farmer's Almanac and here it is Sign Up for The Almanac Daily Companion. It is full of interesting things about planning, planting, harvesting, insects - good and bad - and has nice recipes. I enjoy reading it each morning.
Are you ready - are you ready to harvest what you sow? We don't have to plant actual seeds and raise flowers, vegetables, and trees to sow - we can sow our good deeds and share our beliefs as we walk God's paths and hopefully grow our church. Remember the parable of the good seed?
There are so many people who do just that and work for all the rest of us in so many ways to keep our United Church of Canada functioning. This past week on Wednesday, I participated in the EOORC (Eastern Ontario Outaouais Regional Council that replaced the Ottawa Presbytery) Zoom United Church Women (UCW) Annual General Meeting with approximately 50 women who live throughout the region. I've met many of the women in person at UCW Fellowship Days and what an amazing group of women.
On Friday and Saturday, I was again at the computer attending the Zoom EOORC AGM (so many acronyms!). There were about 200 people at the meetings and I was amazed at how many I knew at least by name and how many I had actually met through the years. There was a great deal of discussion and many motions passed. In spite of the pandemic, the work of the church goes on. We are truly blessed to have so many dedicated people working on our behalf, sitting on committees and representing their churches at local, regional and national levels.
Then on Sunday, more Zoom with church and coffee fellowship with Patricia Power. Our numbers were lower than usual - hopefully people were celebrating their mothers and will come out next Sunday.
Let's sow our Aylmer United Church garden and see it grow by coming to church via Zoom - there is lots of room in the garden for you and yours.
Looking forward to seeing you Sunday.
When I am out in the garden, I feel surrounded by the wonders of nature - from snow and ice, now the grass is green and the front lawn already mowed - and it's still April! A Blue Jay visits off and on during the day as do the squirrels racing around in our maple tree and in the hedges. The sticks that are raspberry canes have leafed out giving hope of a bounty of berries later in the summer. Perennials for the most part are showing signs of life and some are keeping me guessing as they do every year. Did they survive the winter? Time will tell! We indeed live in God's wondrous world.
There is so much rebirth in spring - plants and hopefully our spirits. Yes, it's a difficult time now with Covid-19. These times come into our lives from time to time and humanity has survived. When I read the Bible, especially the Old Testament and of various sects wiping each other out, I am amazed that there are any people left. It seems that God was vengeful back then. There were the plagues and floods and other catastrophes brought forth to encourage people to put aside idols and other gods and to believe only in Him.
Do you ever wonder whether we are being tested now? I wish He would send angels or speak out loud to us from Heaven - something to make us stop and look up and pay attention. I wonder whether, if he were to send another son or even a daughter to lead us back to Him, whether anyone would listen.
Have we strayed from Him?
Is it my imagination or is our weather more like May than April? My tulip leaves are getting big and other spring bulbs are growing, too. Our neighbour's crocus are blooming. Isn't nature amazing!
"This is God's wondrous world" is the beginning of a favourite hymn. We are so truly blessed. For those who love to go on walks, I expect you are noticing the changes taking place. Look around and see all the new growth - amazing!
Last fall, we brought in two tomato plants and they have survived the winter. More than survived, they have multiplied. As they became too tall for their space, I took cuttings and put them in water. Not all survived, but some did and so now I have more tomato plants - and these, too, are getting too tall. I'll cut and root them to plant as well. It's a good thing that Paul and I and our neighbours like tomatoes.
This year, while I'm itching to rake the last fall's leaves from the garden beds, I am more aware that bees and other insects have been overwintering there and need time to develop before being disturbed. How long should I wait I wonder. I don't want to smother plants that are looking for sunlight. However, with our chilly nights, I will wait (impatiently) and get on with edging beds and some of the other tasks I can do in the meantime.
One of those is turning the compost. Last fall I covered the composting area with a large tarp. In past years, the pile would take ages and ages to thaw out. This year after removing the tarp, I was pleasantly surprised to dig into the pile and found it totally thawed. Now there is no excuse for getting to that pile, turning it, and moving the finished compost to garden beds.
I hope that you, too, have passions that keep you happy and occupied.
Have a blessed spring.
As members of our congregation, we have a shared responsibility. Everyone is entitled to voice their opinions and to be heard. Obviously, where opinions differ, common ground needs to be found. Our Council members have volunteered to work on behalf of their fellow congregants, but they need to know that the congregation wants. Obviously, we would all want to stay in our church building and carry on; however, financially, we cannot afford to do so as things stand while at the same time doing the work of the church - mission, outreach, and so much more.
A few weeks ago, I raised some questions - and they are included here again as only 11 answers were received. In answering them, please consider that we are facing a deficit this year and do not have the fundraising ability to maintain the church or to hire a minister.
1. Do you want our congregation to continue?
2. If yes, shall we sell the building and rent elsewhere? The option if the majority say No to question one or are silent is to hand our buildings and properties to the United Church of Canada.
3. If you answer "yes" to Question 1, then will you commit to sitting on a committee or on Council, or to organizing an ongoing event such as Bible study, i.e., to further the work of the church?
4. If you answer "no" to Question 2, then how do you propose we pay for the new furnace, boiler, water heater, and replacing drafty windows and doors?
Looking forward to your answers. Send them to my email or call me at 819-685-0656 to discuss them.
The setting moon’s opalescent light has woken me twice in the last week. It will be a full moon tomorrow. Sleeping in a tent at the fullness of the moon, it was the rustling of small bodies in leaves that would wake me. Sometimes, lying awake, having moved into the centre of the tent floor and having unzipped the sleeping bag cocoon, and holding my Swiss Army Knife these rustlings became the sound of large bodies snuffling and pushing aside bushes and rootling around the camp fire, knocking around the old oven rack, the iron frying pan that was always set upside down to dry, the tin bowl, the much chipped enamelled white and blue mug, and the metal fork and spoon. Sometimes, in the morning, the tracks around the camp site were not those of chipmunk, squirrel, or raccoon. On the tip of the isthmus in Algonquin Park’s Opalescent Lake, the rising sun’s raking light put into high relief the paw prints of the mother Black Bear and her cub. In the lee of a Machair covered shell sand dune on Vatersay, in the Outer Hebrides the tracks were those of a red bull protecting his coos from my cooking gas by forking the cylinder down the hill with his Caledonia horns, the points of which had made seed drills amongst the six inch, wind sized purple harebells, yellow butter and eggs, and the yellow centred white daisies. I patted the plant mat into place and dribbled water from my hiking bottle onto the damaged protected species, all the while keeping a weather eye on the sire and his coos grazing out of the wind, down near the bottom of the gale gouged hollow. The moonscape meteor crater fitted the other worldly aspect of this Hebridean world. The golden corn globe of the Harvest Moon rising over the south-east end of Paugan Reservoir mesmerised me. On the verge of sleep, turning to unzip the tent, the green, yellow, white, and unusually, the red and orange Northern Lights leapt and swirled, engulfing me in the Northern Peoples’ stories of being swept up and kidnapped by them, of it being deathly bad luck to summon them by whistling, of being either cured or cursed by their sound and vibration, or of being the omen of mysteries that must always remain untold. This last week there were no hard rustlings of metallic creatures travelling their trails. There were no sharp, metallic, warning barks. I heard one whispered meow. The opalescent light soothed my unease in the absence of accustomed sharp edged sound. I heard a living, breathing furry creature, wakened as was I by the moonlight, giving voice while I too was awake.