The Folk Choir/Genesis Choir has been in existence for over thirty years and while sometimes small in size, it has always had a very big heart.
Some say that its success over the years lies in the fact that it is there not to perform to the congregation but simply to lead it in song.
That is probably the reason the congregation at St. Michael's itself sings so heartily. The choir is first and foremost a ministry and we invite all those, young and old, to come and join us. If you like singing, we would love to have you.
If you play an instrument, whether it is guitar, piano, brass, woodwind, string or percussion, we encourage you to come and have some fun with us.
Calling the entire parish to please support THE GENESIS UNITED YEAR END OUTREACH... in support of the children of St Kizitos & the vulnerable adults of the Umoya Project *Take home a tag, bring back a gift* (DDay for donations 19th Nov) For further information please contact Paula: firstname.lastname@example.org
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Oh, Heavenly Father, make me a better parent. Teach me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say, and to answer all their questions kindly.
Keep me from interrupting them or contradicting them. Make me as courteous to them as I would have them be to me. Forbid that I should ever laugh at their mistakes or resort to shame or ridicule when they displease me.
May I never punish them for my own selfish satisfaction or to show my power. Let me not tempt my child to lie or steal.
And guide me hour by hour that I may demonstrate by all I say and do that honesty produces happiness.
Reduce, I pray, the meanness in me. And when I am out of sorts, help me, O Lord, to hold my tongue.
May I ever be mindful that my children are children and I should not expect of them the judgement of adults.
Let me not rob them of the opportunity to wait on themselves and make decisions.
Bless me with the bigness to grant them all their reasonable requests, and the courage to deny them privileges I know will do them harm.
Make me fair and just and kind.
And fit me, O Lord, to be loved and respected and imitated by my children. Amen.