It’s not often that things work out like this. But an invitation to preach for Saturday’s Service at which my former colleague, Arthur Barrett, became Rector of Raphoe and Dean of Raphoe one such. Raphoe? About 35 miles from Blogstead na Mara in Donegal and close to the border at Strabane and Lifford.
In his ministry in the Church of Ireland, Arthur has been exploring my family history – Booterstown in south Dublin where my grandfather was Rector for over 30 years and Rossorry outside Enniskillen which was the first church I was brought to as a child. Strange what you remember. The Rector was Archdeacon Pratt and I remain convinced that Morning Prayer each Sunday always began with ‘Brightest and best are the suns of the morning’ Those were the days of course when a child was set outside to sit in the car during Holy Communion. We have moved a long way.