Today I attended the ceremony for the new Minister at Headcorn Baptist Church, a role I’m honoured to fulfil as Deputy Mayor. But this event holds a deeply personal significance for me as well; it has been forty years since I last stepped inside those doors. The last time I was there was for my sister’s wedding, in 1984, only months later, she was taken from us in a tragic accident.
Walking into that Church stirred many memories. I remember the warmth of the room as friends and family gathered in celebration. It is strange to think how one place can hold both some of my happiest and most painful memories.
And a lady came up to me and said she was the organist at that wedding. It was a pleasure to meet and exchange memories.
The New Minister does tick all the right boxes though, I think he will be excellent. I'm biased. He loves planes, cars and old steam and model trains!
I am grateful for the opportunity to witness this meaningful milestone for the church and the community. It was a lovely event with some of the most apt words. Its a nice church and facility too.
So, while the day was important in community celebration and faith, it was also a moment of quiet reflection for me - a chance to honour my sister’s memory.
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