BørneHØSTFISKe Gudstjeneste

16.09.2012 kl. 10:30 - 11:30

 

 

 

 

Syng om fisk, hør om hellige, heldige fisk - og spis kirkefisk - hvis du tør! (og hvis du kan fange dem)   Så tag bare en gammel sweater på, grib et fiskenet under armen og din mor og far og hele din familie og alle dem, du kender -og kom i god tid så du får den bedste fangstplads!

Vi ses

Ole Buchardt Olesen og Ulla Skorstengaard

 

<- Tilbage

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

 

 

Han græder over vågne, kolde sjæle

og kysser dyrene og børn, der sover.

 

O, lyt en kølig forårsnat i Norden.

Guds milde røst er vindens sagte susen,

og evighed er lagt i blomsterånde,

- nu sænker Gud sit ansigt over jorden.

Tove Ditlevsen 1939