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 (aylmeruchurch@gmail.com or 819-685-0656).
God bless,
Ellen
 

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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?

​Ellen

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.

When will spring come - will it be a long drawn-out end to winter or suddenly be spring with blooming daffodils and forsythia!  Personally, I'm hoping for an early spring so I can start working in my garden.

The day, too, will come when we can return to our church building.  I wonder how many people will return to worship.  Like many who read this, I miss gathering with our church family and singing together to Lynn's playing.  However, personally, during the winter months, I was more than glad to not have to put on a coat, boots and gloves, clean the car and clear the driveway to go to church.  

Thankfully, we have a Covid-19 Team who have been researching the latest information on the rules regarding gathering.  While the Premier says we can gather, he doesn't outline all the steps required regarding sanitizing, spacing, entering and leaving, cleaning of bathrooms between uses - or tell us who will do all that.  Only one person and they in their 80s volunteered when we asked for volunteers to enable us to open.

So, for the foreseeable future while Covid-19 exists, we remain closed.  Remember - a person who has received the Covid-19 vaccination can still catch Covid-19 (but just not be as sick as they might have been without the vaccine) and can still spread it to others.  I, for one, would not want to see any one of our members becoming sick or worse dying because we gathered together too soon.

God bless,

​Ellen