The beautiful landscape: the hidden isolation.
The fruitful farmland: the hard work it demands.
The pride of industrial heritage: the uncertainty of global economics.
The enrichment of diverse cultures: the division that can result.
The inheritance of the Wesleys; the weight of not wanting the life of our chapel to end.
Holy God, in that place where joy and sorrow meet and things are not simply one thing or another, be with us.
And, more than that, help us to know that you are there.
In all the joys, all the sorrows, and all the places in between. Amen.