No, not the golf tournament, but the church just north of Ely in Cambridgeshire. I enjoyed meeting a group of clergy there this week who work in ‘multi-parish benefices’ – ones with more than two churches in them. They’re the salt of the earth, and it was a privilege to share ideas with them from my own 20 years in similar patches.
All of us, of course, are trying to pass on the same Gospel that St Peter proclaimed. As ‘Prince of the Apostles’ he was a popular dedicatee of churches. Most of what you see at Wentworth now is later reconstruction, but it has has a Norman core, and I can imagine its builders being pleased to have all the help they could get in this resistantly Saxon area, so Peter’s image stands proudly there, in the north wall now. I didn’t have time for a long look, but is he holding an aspergill, and perhaps symbolically consecrating the church with water and book?
Wentworth now is very small, and the church has been imaginatively divided a village room as well as a sanctuary. The continuity and persistence of our small parish churches makes my blood run a bit faster, and my intuition is that their story is far from over yet.
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