On 15th January we were delighted to welcome two new members Margaret and Liz, this is a photo of most of our congregation on that morning.
I have been coming to this Church all my life (over 60 years), I started in Sunday School aged 3 and was made a member aged 14. My family has been associated with the Church for nearly 100 years and three generations have been married here. The people here are part of my extended family.
I moved to live in Market Harborough in 2010 following retirement from work in Plymouth. Over the years I have attended both Methodist and Church of England Churches but in recent years mainly due to moving jobs and difficult working hours, my links with a church had lapsed.
I had decided that when we moved to Market Harborough I wanted to belong to a church community. Not knowing which church to go to in a new area I thought I would go try the church nearest to where I lived, and move on if it wasn’t what I wanted.
One summer morning I walked down the road to the Congregational Church I approached the church and on walking up the steps to go into the church I was immediately impressed with the warm welcome I was given. When I went inside the church everyone was so friendly and did their best to make me feel welcome. I didn’t go then for a few weeks I needed time to reflect on things and be sure this was what I wanted to do and that this was the church I wanted to join.
I have been a church member for almost a year now . I so look forward to going to church and meeting everyone. I feel that my Christian faith has been rekindled and the church members are very caring and committed community.
A thank you from the heart.
On Good Friday I was taken ill with a severe chest infection and admitted to Glenfield Hospital. I spent 24 days in bed getting rid of the virus that was trying to kill me. When on the night that the virus peaked, after being told that I might not make it through the night, my wife was sent for as they didn’t want me to die alone. But we had help from all those praying for us, we had a third person standing behind us helping to rid me of the flu virus and that third person was a messenger of God, we felt his presence. By 8 in the morning I had beaten it and was looking for my breakfast, the day staff were saying that it was a miracle that I survived, but with God on my side, I had to win.