What is prayer?

Prayer is simply responding to God. It’s about turning our hearts towards God; bringing us to God, and God to us. It may involve talking or listening, stillness or action. There are no special words to say, and there is no required way to kneel or stand. You can pray with others or alone. You can pray in church, walking down the street or in the shower. You can whisper, you can sing or you can shout. Sometimes you don’t need words at all. Anybody can pray, anytime, anywhere. God is always listening. Anybody can pray, anytime, anywhere. God is always listening.

Prayer times

All Saints: 09.00 – 09.30 every Saturday

Home group: 10:00 fortnightly on Mondays at 1 Orchard Way, Stretton, contact Thelma Cain on 024 7654 3256

God Squad ‘Faith & Friendship’: 19:30 – 21:00 on 4th Monday, contact Karen Armbrister on 01926 632030

6 The Paddocks, Stretton: 19:30 on 2nd & 4th Tuesday

On each Tuesday morning at 9am, Reverend Ali will be holding a short service of morning prayer. The service will last approximately 30 minutes and anyone is welcome to join in. Each church in the Benefice will be visited on a rota basis. Click to see where it is this week.

If you have a particular need for prayer, or wish someone to pray with you, please contact a Churchwarden from your parish.

We run a prayer chain which is a commitment by a number of people who have agreed to pray for people in the Benefice and further afield as part of their daily prayers. Find out more

The New Sun Rising

There’s so much yet to do
before the flame finally flickers out,
before the sun dips into the sea,
our great star touching down gently
into that golden water. We savour now
the gift, this one last in-between time.
So much to do before the leaves
drift down one more time, the whoosh
of passing cars stirring them
back to life, yet another moment’s
pause before lying down, sodden
and worn. I count back now
from an end I can almost see, and yet,
alert, attentive as ever, I lock onto
the sounds, the scents, new realms
I have never tasted before. I listen
for all that stirs within me, while the sun
holds for another hour, another year. I rest
in this season of contentment, before putting down
one last time into the deep unknown. All the while
I am beckoned forward, toward something,
like a new sun rising, something wholly
new, something radiant. But for now
there is so much yet to do. I am content.

Phil Eaton –