The New Year celebration took the same form as it had for the past 6 or so years. It turned out to be remarkably similar to last year, although the attendance is now about 115, which is close to the usable limit for the church. The quizzes resulted in ties this year too, but no one got 100 percent. It is an enjoyable evening with a good food, and good entertainment. My thanks to all those who give up their time to prepare the evening, they do a wonderful job. There have been a few young people in the past who have consumed more alcohol than they can cope with, but that too was well managed this year.
The children and their girlfriends and boyfriend gathered together on the first day of the new decade for a 'roast dinner'. As usual one or more fails to co-operate, which is part of the fun of it all. This is something we do not usually do, but would be a good tradition, if it is possible to make it one.
Pictures are another way we keep our memories alive and fresh. Many years ago we had a 'family portrait' photograph taken. It is on the wall above the stairs. Today we had another, which is Andrews present to us for our 25th Wedding Anniversary. That seems quite a while ago, but at least it IS happening. The photograph was taken by Chris Gurton, who is Liz's boyfriend. We now have to wait to see how it turns out. Here's the first one, possibly from 1998:
The picture is fuzzy because of the surface it is produced on, the glass cover, and the poor camera skills of the person who took it, but don't we look young.
We had a video on the church web-site that talked about the true bible story of Christmas, compared with the story that is told, and re-told in carols and nativity plays. It's gone now so I can't link to it, but I found this from the London Institute of Contemporary Christianity which talks about what the 3 'kings' really were, and has a nice insight into something else remarkable that happened at the first Christmas (or slightly later).
Just like my family memories which fade and become distorted and need refreshing by looking at old pictures and writings, so does our memory that we pass on to future generations or the stories of the King of Kings.