Pakistan, ordination, first communion...

Pakistan was amazing - see flickr for documentary evidence... i just wish i had had more time to spend in the mountains... still glad i don't live there anymore, even thought the atmosphere around Karimabad (in the mountains) was much more chilled out than any other area of the country I ever been to...

... mad rush into ordination rehearsal, retreat and service... which was ok... not sure what to think of it really!

as for the first communion i celebrated... I had my parents and my aunt staying over, so one of my priorities on Sunday morning was making sure they were fed and watered, since I had already taken care to defrost 4 specially reserved slices of homemade bread for communion and they were ready to go…

However having arrived at church nice and early to get ready it suddenly dawned on me that I left said slices of bread in the kitchen at home ( a 10 minute walk from church) so having commandeered a mobile phone (mine was still at home) I rang back home… my Dad picks up the phone and I direct him to where I’d left the bread… he says ‘nothing there’… and I hear mum’s voice in the background saying ‘we’ve eaten it!’!!!!!!!!!! in the end they found some more bread at home and the youth worker, seeing the look of panic on my face also rushed out for a loaf… so in the end I had enough bread to share communion with the 5000 or thereabouts (if I had decided to consecrate it all obviously!)

The service itself went pretty smoothly considering the pre-service panic! Indeed some were complimentry… which merely proves there is a God and he’s gracious!