Tomorrow our Rainbow Baby will be baptised
Bringer of Joy and Hope
Tomorrow is a time when we start to look forward
We begin to move forward
We move forward with our Rainbow in our arms
And our angel in our hearts
Tomorrow as friends and family gather in what will always be Tilda’s church
We will remember Matilda Mae together
We will fill the church with candlelight as we remember
And then with Tilda in our hearts
We will welcome Bea officially into our family and into the church
Matilda Mae was never christened
It will always be one of our biggest regrets
This will make tomorrow even harder than it will already be
Because of her absence
Tomorrow will be a day of joy, a day of hope
But there will be a great big hole
Where our cheeky, chubby girl should be
As always, as every day
One of us will be missing
Tomorrow we remember Tilda
Tomorrow we celebrate Bea
Here is our order of service for those who cannot be with us
We start at midday
Let it Be!
Noah: A Special Promise
God was sad. Very sad. Everywhere he looked, he saw people making bad choices. Hating each other. Hurting each other.
Making a mess of his beautiful world.
‘I need to start all over again,’ God decided. ‘I need to make my world clean.’
And that’s when he talked to Noah.
Noah was not like the rest. He was a good man, and God knew it. So God told him to build a boat. A boat big enough to hold:
His three sons,
A pair of every animal in the world
And food enough to feed all of them for a very long time!
Noah’s family was surprised when he told them what he was going to do.
Noah’s neighbours thought it strange of him to build a boat so far from the sea.
And it wasn’t easy chasing, and catching and cleaning up after all those animals.
But Noah was a good man. He did what God told him – even when it was hard.
At last, when they were all tucked safely away in the boat, God shut the door. And then it started to rain.
It rained for forty days.
It rained for forty nights.
It rained harder than Noah had ever seen it rain before.
It rained so hard that the streams, and the rivers, and even the seas burst their banks and began to flood. Soon every sandy beach, every rocky path, every patch of muddy earth had disappeared beneath the water.
And the boat began to float.
It floated above the houses. It floated above the trees. It floated above the hills and then above the mountains too.
It floated for days and weeks and months.
And then it stopped, stuck at the top of a tall mountain.
Noah opened a window to look out. The water was going down, but the world was far from dry.
So he sent out a dove. And when the dove did not come back, Noah knew that it had found a dry place to build a nest.
‘Come out!’ God called finally. ‘Come out of the boat! The world is dry. The world is clean. And now you and your family and all the animals must have children and fill it full of life again!’
‘Hooray!’ Noah celebrated. And he thanked God for saving him.
God was happy too. So he painted the world’s first rainbow in the sky – to celebrate his fresh, clean world. And to promise that he would never send a flood like that again.
(Taken from The Lion Storyteller Bible)
The God Of Every Possible Comfort
2 Corinthians 1:3-7 “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows. If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort.”
Candles and Bubbles for Matilda Mae
The Liturgy of Baptism
Presentation of Beatrice Hope
The Things We’ve Handed Down
Don’t know much about you
Don’t know who you are
We’ve been doing fine without you
But, we could only go so far
Don’t know why you chose us
Were you watching from above
Is there someone there that knows us
Said we’d give you all our love
Will you laugh just like your mother
Will you sigh like your old man
Will some things skip a generation
Like I’ve heard they often can
Are you a poet or a dancer
A devil or a clown
Or a strange new combination of
The things we’ve handed down
I wonder who you’ll look like
Will your hair fall down and curl
Will you be a mama’s boy
Or daddy’s little girl
Will you be a sad reminder
Of what’s been lost along the way
Maybe you can help me find her
In the things you do and say
And these things that we have given you
They are not so easily found
But you can thank us later
For the things we’ve handed down
Signing with the Cross
Vicar’s Talk about Hope
Prayer for Beatrice Hope
May there be angels to guide you on your journey in life
And sprinkle you with their love and light
May you have the gifts of laughter and song
And be filled with dreams that last day all day long
May you live and care with kindness and grace
And know within your soul, courage and faith
May you be wrapped in the warmth of your family and friends
And may the rays of God’s love shine on you without end
Prayer Over The Water
Profession of Faith
The Lords Prayer
Giving of a Lighted Candle
By: Christina Rossetti
Boats sail on the rivers,
And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier than these.
There are bridges on the rivers,
As pretty as you please;
But the bow that bridges heaven,
And overtops the trees,
And builds a road from earth to sky,
Is prettier far than these.