We gather here within these walls
Hallowed by the community
that has gathered here over the centuries.
Countless hands have tended the flame of fellowship
and countless more will keep the light burning. As we light the chalice flame today
Let us not hide our light under a bushel
but be a beacon of hope
Now and then somebody calls at the old chapel.
Searching, – for solitude, tranquillity, history or more likely – ancestors.
As they make their way up the ancient flagstone path they wonder whether they’re walking in the footsteps of their long dead relatives.
Is this the way that their great grandparents walked to their wedding? Were they nervous?
O Spirit of the ages, who transcends all time and space,
We are pilgrims on the path of love,
Seeking light and warmth to carry us on our journey.
Like our ancestors before us,
We ask for your strength and your guidance,
Your protection and your care,
As we walk along this day.