Dear Inner Circle,
Welcoming a new life into a family, a tribe, a community and into humanity, with a special ceremony is usually a happy and beautiful occasion. Yet there are times when some try to manage the moment with such a fuss that tempers flare while the beauty evaporates. In the past few days, I’ve participated in several such ceremonies. One father was an outlaw bikie and at first glance, it was hard not to be taken aback. I must have been a prison chaplain for too long because when a face is heavily tattooed, my heart melts in a lake of lead. Thankfully, I was wrong again. I met a beautiful man who loved his family. We cracked jokes together and it was all going well until I asked which club he belonged to. I said, “Are you with ‘Deliveroo’ because that club seems to be everywhere lately?” I thought I was funny but it took me a long second to realise that outlaw bikies don’t joke much about their clubs.
On Tuesday while Australia was throwing money away on a horse race, our Community Educator, Rob Holt, held the race that should have stopped the nation. At our Community Lunch, Rob arranged an egg and spoon race! Who would have thought that so much fun could be had without a drop of alcohol? An egg and spoon race – seriously? I haven’t seen one of these since I was a kid. The eggs were given names so that two laps of the Community Hall were run by Joy, Hope, Kindness and Love. All jockeys were in fine form and I’m told all eggs had been well trained, or perhaps, boiled. Things got a bit tight on the bendy part of the course, but the best egg won on the day. Congratulations to “Kindness”. A worthy winner.
Thanks to all of you and especially Dan the Postie, for being part of this inner circle,
Rev Graham Long
Pastor & CEO