Two posts ago I spoke of Auntie B who was born in 1900. She told me the sad story of how whilst working in the kitchens at a school she had badly damaged her knee so that she was taken off to hospital. At this time, in her twenties, she was engaged to Bill, but while in hospital she heard that he was "playing around" with another girl. Whether this was true or not she took umbrage and on next seeing Bill she threw her ring at him and that was that. One day when she was in her eighties a letter arrived. Incredibly it was from Bill. He told her that he had come from about thirty miles away where he lived, on a coach trip with a group of friends. They had called at the pub in her village and he had asked the locals if they knew of Auntie B. They did and said where she lived. She replied to his letter and went to stay in his home for three weeks. How amazing is that. Bill had married and had six children. I often wonder if she had been less hasty if she would have had children too. There was obviously some genuine love between them and what a compliment to Auntie B that Bill should have remembered her and wanted to spend time with her again.
First of all thanks to Fat Prophet for your interest. I see from your blog you are having trouble commenting. To get back to my assessed service. Criticism albeit constructive is harder for some to take than others. I felt a little crushed after my assessed service but then remembered I had recorded it on my dictaphone. I listened to it all through and although my assessors were quite right about me speaking a little quickly and rushing from item to item, I was actually very pleased with the content of my sermon and how I presented it. So I have decided to take heart. I highly recommend other trainees to record your services. You can hear your good points and your bad and there is no argument about it, it is all caught on the recorder.
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