Our Vicar, Caroline,recently featured in the Yorkshire Post. Click on the picture to read the full article.
Final Journeys... Corpse Ways or Corpse Roads were established as a means of transporting the deceased, often from very remote communities, to consecrated ground of their parish church. In Swaledale the Corpse Way along which the dead were traditionally carried in wicker coffins, runs from Keld To Grintonchurchyard. Beside Ivelet Bridge, a large flat stone is said to be where the coffin bearers rested their heavy loads. The journey could be hazardous and there are stories of both corpse and pall bearers being swept away in floods. Eventually, in 1580, a graveyard was consecrated at Muker and the relatives of the dead no longer had to brave the Corpse Way.
What’s in a name...?
The two main types of place-names are habitation-names (farms, villages) and nature-names (woods, hills). The earliest record of many names is in the Domesday Book but nearly all Dales place-names were given long before that by the Viking or Anglo-Saxon settlers. Swaledale means, very appropriately, “The valley of the rushing river” Arkengarthdale probably means “The valley of Arkle’s enclosure” Both Dales have a number of interesting-sounding hamlets, amongst which are: Reeth “The stream” Gunnerside“Gunner’s high pasture” Keld “The spring” Muker “The small field” Smarber “The butter hill” Grinton “The green enclosure” Melbecks “The stream by the sandbank” Booze “The house on the bend” Whaw “The enclosure near the sheepfold”
A Poem for the Easter Season - Words of Resurrection Hope
THE LAST ENEMY
by Stuart Henderson
And He Who each day
reveals a new masterpiece in the sky
and Whose joy
can be seen in the eyelashes of a child
Who when he hears of our smug indifference
can whisper an ocean lashing fury
and talk tigers into padding roars.
This my God
Whose breath is in the wings of eagles
Whose power is etched in the crags of mountains
It is When I will meet
in Whose Presence I will find tulips and clouds
Kneeling martyrs and trees
the whole vast praising of his endless creation
and he will grant the uniqueness
that eluded me
in my earthly bartering with Satan
That day when He will erase the painful gasps of my ego
and I will sink my face into the wonder of his glory love
and I will watch planets converse with sparrows
On that day
when death is finally dead
Welcoming our Curate
We are looking forward to welcoming Alison Stewart-Smith, who is currently at Cranmer
Hall, Durham, to be our assistant curate for 3 years from this summer.
Alison comes from Northumberland and has worked as a Modern Languages teacher and
a teaching assistant. She is married to Richard, whom she met when they were both
part of the resident community at Scargill House in Kettlewell.
A curate's role is that of an apprentice, or a 'minister in training', so Alison's
time here will be focused on learning. This will be both 'on the job', alongside
the Vicar, and also through the diocesan training programme, which involves written
and practical work and training days.
Alison will be ordained at Ripon Cathedral on Saturday 4 July 2015 and will start
here after that.
Please pray for Alison and Richard as they prepare to move to the dales to