Rest day, sort of

Church today at the Maida Vale Baptist church.  Lots of hymns.  They are preparing for a Christmas fair that they have put on for the community for about four years now.  Before that they used to hold carols, but decided there was no connection with the community and now coordinate the fair, getting local schools and other organisations involved.  It sounded like a great idea.
We met a man who has a sister or cousin or something at Moore Park Baptist church where I grew up.  It's a small world.
Nadine, Oskar and Cooper enjoyed Sunday school, with the little boy who wouldn't get out from under the table, and the little girl who wouldn't get off the chair and sit on the floor like everyone else.  Sunday school is the same where ever you go!
I spoke to Richard who spent a number of years as Pastor of Carnarvon Baptist church (which no longer exists) and his two sons went to school there.  The elder one has since become a chaplain in the prison system here, and regularly finds his old school mates in prison.  I doubt he had any idea while he was at school that God was preparing him for this!
This morning I read in Exodus how God wanted the Israelites to construct the Tabernacle, or the tent where they would meet with God and offer sacrifices to Him.  There was a lot of Gold in the design: gold covering frames, gold over alters and tables and candlesticks.  there was a holy oil only to be used for holy things which contained myrrh, and an incense for burning at the entrance to the tent, not to be used for private purposes, and it contained frankincense.  I'd never noticed before, but they were the three gifts the wise men brought to Jesus; gold, frankincense and myrrh.  An indication, perhaps, that he was the new tabernacle of God...I thought it was interesting.
Lunch and a bit of a rest, then we headed over to Mr and Mrs Chris' house, whom we had met at Yardie creek Homestead on Cape Range.  They cooked us a lovely chicken dinner, with the chicken sitting in beer cans in the BBQ. It looked like they  were having a good old chat when Chris lifted the lid!
We met their daughter and granddaughter, and also their very cute puppy, a new addition of a week, a cross between a schnauzer and a West Highland Terrier.  She was still without a name, but lots of fun for all the kids. 
We had a nice chat and came home to drop into bed.  It was a big day.  Cold and windy.
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Vicki