CENTRAL METHODIST CHURCH, BLACKPOOL

This Church provides tea, coffee, sandwiches and is in the centre of Blackpool, you are sure of a warm welcome. There is a prayer book where you can mention anyone in need of prayer.

A PRAYER OF ST PATRICK

Our God is the God of all,

The God of heaven and earth,

Of the sea and of the rivers;

The God of the sun and of the moon and of all the stars;

The God of the lofty mountains

and of the lowly valleys.

He has his dwelling around heaven and earth,

and sea, and all that in them is.

He inspires all,

He gives life to all,

He dominates all,

He supports all.

He lights the light of the sun,

He furnishes the light of the night,

He has made springs in dry land...

He is the God of heaven and earth,

of sea and rivers,

of sun, moon and stars,

of the lofty mountain and the lowly valley,

the God above heaven,

and in heaven,

and under heaven.

A prayer of St Patrick

LITTLE WHITE RABBIT CONTINUES HIS ADVENTURES IN BLACKPOOL

Little White Rabbit and Blue Ted's adventures in Blackpool continue.............

Lost again!

Who can he be?

Look at that horse pulling a carriage

There's one of the new trams

Fancy a donkey ride Ted?

Are you up to going on the big wheel?

Steady little white rabbit you are falling over

Look, there's Peter, he must be looking for us, quick hide

All that sand, didn't bring my bucket and spade

Aah, not sure if I want to ride now I'm close

Never far from the tower in Blackpool

That looks nice

Look at that Little White Rabbit, it is one of the new trams

I'd like to go to the top of the tower

LITTLE WHITE RABBIT CONTINUES HIS TOUR OF BLACKPOOL

I say Little White Rabbit what's that big bird there?

This looks like fun Ted, let's have a go on this..

Now then what's in there?

Look at all that money Ted, where are you?

Look at me...

To be continued...........

MORNING POEM - ALL THAT'S PAST

The trees are all beautifully coloured at present - I love the rusts, oranges and browns. 

I have always been a fan of Walter De La Mare and enjoy the following poem which I share this morning.

Very old are the woods;

And the buds that break

Out of the brier's boughs,

When March winds wake,

So old with their beauty are -

Oh, no man knows

Through what wild centuries

Roves back the rose.

Very old are the brooks;

And the rills that rise

Where snow sleeps cold beneath

The azure skies

Sing such a history

Of come and gone,

Their every drop is as wise

as Solomon.

Very old are we men;

Our dreams are tales

Told in dim Eden

By Eve's nightingales;

We wake and whisper awhile,

But, the day gone by,

Silence and sleep llike fields

Of amaranth lie.

Last week I went to a talk about the local hill forts which have been excavated over the last few years. I was told they can be dated back to 10,000 years BC - which made me think we are here for such a short time!

LITTLE WHITE RABBIT VISITS BLACKOOL

Where are we Ted?

I say, that must beBlackpool Tower

Not sure about that, let's find the sea

That's better, should have bought my coat, it's cold

MORNING VERSE

Every time I see a church

I always go and visit

So when at last I'm carried in

The Lord won't say

"Who is it?"

ST MARY'S CHURCH WREAY

The Church of St Marys, Wreay

Miss Sarah Losh, designed and built the church in 1840-1842 as a memorial to her sister Catherine and to her parents

It has many French and Italian Features.

 

One of the recurring themes is the conflict between life and death, light and darkness. There are acorns and pine cones everywhere. The Church is in the form of a Roman basilica, a rectangular building and apse. The apse is surrounded by 14 pillars, the spaces between forming 13 seats. Above them are the emblems of the 12 aposles, with Christ in the centre. Above these are decorations on the wall, round the fossil windows, of lilies and passion flowers.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

The true sage is not he who sees:

But he who, seeing the furthermost,

has the deepest love for mankind...

He who sees without loving is only

straining his eyes in the darkness

(Maurice Maeterlinck)

WALK ROUND THE OLD BRICK AND ALUM WORKS

The broad sweep of Robin Hood's Bay stops short at the rugged headland of Old Peak at Ravenscar. Perched at the summit of the peak, 600 ft above the sea, is a large house, now a hotel, called Raven Hall, built in 1774 on the site of a Roman signal station. 

Looking towards the brick works

Around 1900 plans were made to build a resort at Ravenscar. A few houses were built, but the development company went bankrupt and Ravenscar remains a wild and deserted place with good walks through National Trust land on the cliffs. There is a good National Trust Information Centre where we picked up a leaflet which took us on our walk through the old brick and alum works.

Remains of wheel pit/engine house

Site of alum works

Hello Ted isn't this interesting?

 

Remains of brocks made here

The Old Station House now a tea room