The biggest highlight of my time in Durham has been my placement at Stockton Parish Church. It has been a huge privilege to be able to serve in a place where God is so evidently at work. Unlike large churches down south which are often well resourced (technologically and otherwise), and where the emphasis may often be on slick production for congregations that have high expectations, at Stockton everything is much more relaxed and informal, and the most overt need is for fellowship and community. This is particularly evident on Thursday evenings, where there is also a dependance on the Holy Spirit, and a recognition that God can and does intervene supernaturally. Below are a few photos from a couple of Sundays ago.
There was a Cranmer Hall day out to Lindisfarne on Wednesday. When we arrived, about half a dozen of us assembled and headed off towards the north coast. We found a lovely unspoilt bay fringed by sand dunes and steep cliffs, so for a couple of hours we lounged on one of the dunes. In the distance, seals called to each other as they lay around on mudflats. Eider ducks rested on the rocky outcrops, while in the distance little groups of gannets headed intently passed. Gulls and a couple of fulmars drifted around. We chatted, mused and occasionally gazed seawards. Afterwards we found ourselves saying to each other what an amazingly enjoyable afternoon it had been – an unplanned but fitting finale to time at Cranmer.