St. Clements Anglican Church plans many events during the year. Our Worship Committee coordinates the services throughout the year and our Social Committee works diligently to plan church functions that will bring us all together in fellowship and our Spiritual growth. We invite you to join us for our services and our many social events. We need you! We look forward to seeing you at the events as they are planned. We cannot wait to get to know you! Welcome to St. Clements!
On Sunday, April 28th we welcome Archdeacon Godfrey Mawejje to lead our services of Prayer, Praise and Thanksgiving.
7:30 a.m. early service. regular service @11:15 a.m.
All are welcome, please join us
BY A 15 yr. OLD SCHOOL KID
who got an A+ for this entry
The Lord’s Prayer
Is not allowed in most
Public schools anymore
Because the word ‘God‘ is mentioned…..
A kid in WINNIPEG wrote the attached:
The NEW School Prayer:
Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.
If scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud is a serious vice.
For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God’s name is prohibited by the Province.
We’re allowed to cuss & dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They’ve outlawed guns, but First the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the unwed daddy, our Senior King.
It’s inappropriate to teach right from wrong,
We’re taught that such judgments do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles…
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
It’s scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns & the school’s a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Beautiful Words of comfort in the light of the tragedy in Connecticut
twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“come now my children, let me show you around.”
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT.”
Written by a Gentleman in Southern Pa