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Bishop Libby Lane, Bishop of Stockport

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Today, at Messy Church, our subject was 'Joy' and it was a particularly joyous occasion, because we had the Bishop of Stockport with us. Bishop Libby was the first female Bishop in the Church of England and she talked to us about the special things she wore, the meaning each had for her and how they remind her of her joy with her faith and in her work.

Later, after the craft session making 'mini bishops' she again spoke about the things that make her happy and the children joined in with some of their favourite things, even doing maths at school! We had our usual songs and dances, and Bishop Libby did a conga to 'Marching in the Light of God' up the church aisle, followed by the children and adults.

We held hand in a circle blessing each other with The Grace. This was followed by refreshments of Pizza, scones, biscuits and drinks. We all enjoyed the visit and hope it won't be too long before we see Bishop Libby again.

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