On Pentecost Sunday we walked the two miles from Reedham Ferry to the Church
In Jesus’ day the Feast of Pentecost was celebrated in Jerusalem as the Barley Harvest Festival. So it seemed entirely right that our path to the church 
should take us through barley fields with grain beginning to ripen in the sun,
and the Humpty Dumpty Brewery! 
St. John the Baptist, Reedham is well worth a visit on any day. I have lost count of the times I’ve visited but there is always something that catches my eye. On this day it was Kati Cowen’s banner. Made 1982, after a fire that had left the church gutted ruin; it is accompanied by an interpretation that draws attention to: St. John the Baptist, the church burning , baptisms taking place (in the presence of a Heron with wind pumps background) and Jesus depicted as the Light of the World and the Good Shepherd!
What more did I see on this Pentecost Sunday? Felix, who had founded the Church in 7th C , with a bishop’s staff, proclaiming Jesus (not church buildings). Felix and his successors have been baptising East Anglians ever since; and Pentecostal fire will continue to fall on the Church, if only we welcome the Holy Spirit!
Further, and this addresses the anxiety I feel about the future of Norwich Diocese’s 600 + medieval churches, Church is not church buildings! They could all burn down! Church is people! “Something understood.”
The Walsingham Way 