With the wonderful Valley of Dry Bones I just felt I had to do it. Do what you might well ask, well retell the story of the Three Little Pigs with an Ezekiel and Pentecost spin. So the Holy Spirit huffed and puffed around the three Christians threatening to bring them alive, and despite their insistence that there weren’t dead, they soon found out that there was a difference between living and being truly alive.
It was also the first year I was able to get out my new liturgical icon a wonderful glass flame.
At St Andrew’s it was surrounded by candles each signifying a member of the congregation.
While at All Saints there was plenty of other stuff going on so it sat on the altar. By the end of the service however the sun streaming through the stained glass windows had added extra flame effects.