LEXDEN METHODIST CHURCH
Notices for Week Commencing 11th April 2021
Jesus came and stood among them. John 20 v 19
Prayer Requests – Please pray for countries experiencing rises in the numbers of covid deaths and thank God for our successful vaccination programme.
Please pray for our empty Church Buildings and for our Circuit Ministers Rev Joe Adams, Rev Ken Chalmers and Rev Alan Jenkins.
Continue to pray for all others who are in any way troubled, lonely, unwell or bereaved and anyone else who needs our prayers.
Sunday Services on Zoom – as well as the services on YouTube and FaceBook we also have Zoom services on a Sunday. If you are interested in joining any of these please contact Christine at christine.beesley so that I can send you the link.
If you go past our Church Building you will notice we have workmen there. The interior is being redecorated and we are having the carpet cleaned so that it will be all fresh and lovely for when we meet again.
If you need prayer or help in any way please contact your pastoral visitor or you can call Rev Joe Adams on 331413 or Alan Beesley on 766604.
Church website: www.lexden.org.uk
A Psalm of Life
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!—
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,—act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labour and to wait.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807-82