- St Marys Church
- Broadwater Lane
- Aston, Hertfordshire
- Web site updated 28th August 2020
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“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin, while words are ghosts that haunt me.
Slant and curved the word-swords fall, it pierces and sticks inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones, but words can mortify me.
Pain from words has left its' scar, on mind and hear that's tender.
Cuts and bruises have not healed, it's words that I remember.”
The words of the reckless pierces like swords,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
Lord, I know I'm often quick to speak. Forgive the thoughtless things I've said in weariness, anger, fear or gossip. Help me be a person of loving words, patient, kind, gentle and self controlled. Amen.
'Make peace with your Past so it doesn’t spoil your Present.'
What others think of you is none of your business.
No-one is the reason of your happiness except you yourself.
compare your life with others. You have
no idea what their journey is all about.
Stop thinking too much. It’s alright not to know all the answers.Smile, you don’t own all the problems in the world ' Anon’
with love and prayers Jenny
The National Health Service came into being on 5 July 1948 as a crucial part of national recovery and post-war
reconstruction. We honour and thank the NHS, carers and key workers today who give of themselves sacrificially during the current pandemic. They are our community heroes.
Lord Jesus Christ, you taught us to love our neighbour,
and to care for those in need as if we were caring for you.
In this time of anxiety, give us strength to comfort the fearful, to tend the sick,
and to assure the isolated of our love, and your love, for your name’s sake. with love and prayers, Jenny
“Illness is neither an indulgence for which people have to pay, nor an offence for which should be shared by the community.” Aneurin Bevan, Founder of the N.H.S.
Lord Jesus, who healed the sick and gave them new life,
be with all carers and health professionals,as they act as agents of your healing touch. In desperate times, keep them strong yet loving;and when their work is done, be with them in their weariness and in their tears. Amen.
The seven critical-care Covid Hospitals have been named after Florence Nightingale , a prominent figure in nursing history and role model in the NHS. Florence Nightingale was born in 1820 into a wealthy family. In the face of their strong opposition, she insisted on training to be a nurse. In 1853 she headed her own private nursing institute in London. She won great acclaim improving conditions for the wounded during the Crimean War and devoted the rest of her life to reforming nursing care. Her school at St Thomas’s Hospital helped to elevate nursing into a profession.
We give you
thanks for the life and work
of all those whose vision founded our National Health Service,
and for those who serve others in care and compassion.
We pray that their work and ministry to the sick may enrich and support the
welfare of all. Lord, hear our prayer. Amen
Sunday 5th July is NHS Together Sunday - the theme for our thoughts for the rest of this week For the NHS
A post-Covid rehabilitation facility is named after Mary Seacole, a prominent figure in nursing history and role model in the NHS. Mary Seacole was a pioneering nurse and heroine of the Crimean War, who as a woman of mixed race is today celebrated as an inspiration for the many BAME people who sustain our NHS. Born in Kingston, Jamaica in 1805 to a Scottish soldier and Jamaican mother, Mary learned her nursing skills from her mother (who kept a boarding house for invalid soldiers) and her travels to other parts of the Caribbean, Central America and Britain. In 1854 she asked the War Office to send her as an army nurse to the Crimea. They refused, but she funded herself and established the ‘British Hotel’ near Balaclava for sick and convalescent officers. She visited the battlefield, sometimes under fire, to nurse the wounded, and became known as ‘Mother Seacole’.
God of healing and compassion,
we thank you for the establishment of the National Health Service,
and for the dedication of all who work in it:
give skill, sympathy and resilience
to all who care for the sick,
and your wisdom to those engaged in medical research.
Strengthen all in their vocation through your Spirit,
that through their work many will be restored to health and strength;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen
17th Century Nun’s Prayer
Lord, thou knowest better than I know myself that I am growing older and will some day be old. Keep me from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject and on every occasion. Release me from craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs. Make me thoughtful but not moody; helpful but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom it seems a pity not to use it all, but Thou knowest Lord, that I want a few friends at the end.
Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point. Seal my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing and love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by. I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of other’s pains, but help me to endure them with patience. I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken.
Keep me reasonably sweet; I do not want to be a saint-some of them are so hard to live with-but a sour old person is one of the crowning works of the Devil. Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places and talents in unexpected people. And, give me, O Lord, the grace to tell them so.