A day to remember

Last Sunday (2 August) was another landmark day, with two baptisms - Cathy and Christine, a mother and daughter. Unlike the first baptism we had in March, we took to the great outdoors and headed for Loch Lomond. The weather had been lousy all week, but the sun was shining as we gathered at Rowardennan on the east shore of the loch, in the shadow of Ben Lomond. It was a great day - a dozen of us, one small dog, a lot of food and a barbecue. For those of us who connect with God when surrounded by his creation, the setting created a sense of awe which I personally rarely have when indoors. Whey would we worry about the lack of a baptistery in our premises when we have God's own craftsmanship at our disposal? As it is technically summer in Scotland (?) it was a chance to do something different, to add a strong fellowship and community element to what is always a special occasion. It also took us away from the shop - made us live out what we profess - that church is not the premises - it's the people, the community of believers. Once again we ventured out from our wee safe space, and a few folk watched what was going on from a bit of a distance. We didn't make any approaches to people - they were our doing their thing, we were out doing ours - but it felt fitting that a church that professes to be missional should take such a public delatation of faith as baptism out into the world to be seen by the world.

Has anyone seen my stash?

One of our folks was sorting through some books that had been donated to us. The book fell open and she found a beautifully pressed leaf within the pages - a cannabis leaf!! Further investigation found more of the same between each and every page of the book. In the end there was about half a plastic bin-liner full. It's funny the things that get handed into charity shops!

So if anybody who has gifted us some books lately is missing their stash, they can find it with the Dennistoun Community Police. (Oh, and thanks again for the books!)