Welcome to Chapel Field Road

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In the name of Christ we offer a warm welcome and encouragement in your Christian journey.

Welcome to a friendly, active church with a membership of 204, from various backgrounds and countries, and of all ages.

Come and join us!

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 Great musical opportunity

at Chapel Field Road Methodist Church!

Are you a dynamic person with a strong Christian faith who could lead and develop our music?

We have a strong musical tradition and a well-established adult choir. We need someone to play traditional and contemporary hymns and songs at our morning services.

We have a pipe organ and a grand piano.  We want to build up music with children and young people.

You would need to accompany the choir or accompany/direct at rehearsals on Friday evenings.  You can even conduct our Christmas orchestra!

 We have relief organists and the choir does not sing in August.

Remuneration and leave by agreement.

 Please get in touch with our minister
Rev. Catherine Hutton 01603 452086
catherine.hutton@methodist.org.uk

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 Worship

Sundays:
10.30 am (with activities for all ages);
6.30 pm (Upper Room)
─  Holy Communion as announced.

Wednesdays:
12.15 – 12.45 pm (Upper Room)
─  Holy Communion as announced.

Thursdays:

1.00-1.30 pm Prayers for healing (Upper Room);
6.00 pm Service in Swahili on alternate weeks (Upper Room). 

Check here for details of the Sunday Worship Services during September 2016.

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Morning Bible readings: Psalm 136; Luke 16: 9-12
Introit:  To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise  ─ M: Arthur Sullivan; StF 129
Anthem: God’s table ─ W & M: John Bell

Sunday 18 September 2016: Harvest Festival
10.30 am
Revd Catherine Hutton and Revd Deborah Caulk
Together in Worship
Refreshments will follow the service, and a Harvest Lunch upstairs in the Hall – there is a lift

6.30 pm
Revd Deborah Caulk
Worship in the Church

Sunday 25 September 2016 
10.30 am
Jenny Poltock
Join us for refreshments after the service, upstairs in the Hall

6.30 pm
Revd David Allcock
Worship in the Upper Room

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Visitors are always welcome amongst us.  On arrival, please make yourself known to one of the Stewards or the Minister.

All are welcome in this place.


September 2016

God in the Arts

He gave us eyes to see them – the church bells
Photo courtesy of the Romney Marsh: Website theromneymarsh.net

Bells_Sept16‘Summoned by Bells’ is the title of John Betjeman’s poetic autobiography, where he describes how bells summoned him to school and to church.  Bells announcing the joy of weddings and Sunday services; and also marking out times of sadness and the death of loved ones.

One of the strangest bell-towers is at St Augustine’s Church, Brookland in Kent, north-east of Rye.  It was originally built in the medieval period, and now stands as a triple coned, wooden, octagonal tower detached from the church, and clad with shingles in 1936.

The story is that the tower looked down at a beautiful bride about to marry an unpleasant groom: it was such a surprise that the tower jumped off the church in shock.  The truth is that the church was built on marshy ground, and a stronger foundation was needed for the bells.  And so the tower was built north of the church.

Like all belfries and steeples, it is an impressive witness to the place of bells in human life and work: as time-keepers, announcing both festive occasions and emergencies, and calling people away from more worldly pursuits to worship.  That is why bells have always been blessed at their installation for their true function is to ring out the harmony of heaven.

The tenor bell at Warburton Church in    Cheshire is inscribed with the words, ‘I bid you to the house of prayer.  St Werburgh’s hallowed name I bear.  Good folk draw near and humbly pray, as prayed that saint in olden day.’

As a little boy, John Betjemen would listen to the bells with his teddy bear, Archibald.  ‘I heard the church bells hollowing out the sky, deep beyond deep, like never ending stars.’  For him, the people of Brookland, and for all of us, the bells were like stars lighting up the sky with faith and joy and praise.

Michael Burgess