We are conscious of living between times. Our Lord’s coming to walk amongst us and share our hardships, the servant King. Yet we also anticipate his return when he shall come as triumphant King. We live as Christians in such borderlands. Our churches are cherished and beautiful where some of us meet on Sundays, but we long to spread God’s grace where people live and work and often struggle.
Some say Kington is a drovers’ town; others say we are a quarrying town. Look up at the whale-back hills and you know you are almost in the uplands. Yet drive towards the Cathedral city of Hereford and you are amongst cider orchards and rich potato lands. We live between the woods and the water; the River Arrow with its green-meadowed fingers flows right through town, meandering its way to the Lugg and the Wye; but ancient oaks remind us of wilder forested pasts. Our Marches community is full of Welsh names with Old Radnor and Kinnerton parishes firmly in Radnorshire. Yet go to Titley and you find Saxon names and landscape memories. Up at Huntington, amongst its green wooded banks, you are back in Welsh Herefordshire.
Our churches recognize that with aging congregations we have to reach out to our communities more actively. We seek someone who will be at home with us, feel excited by the challenge and want to develop and grow our ministry.
We seek a priest with these gifts :