DAY 1 & 2: Saturday & Sunday
Hi, my name is Jenny A General Synod novice I, To sum up days both one and two, My best I will but try … The Sun shone down on Fremantle, But inside I had to go To represent my diocese (Sydney, I’ll have you know). Now don’t hold that against me, My thoughts are all my own. I’m here to rep. For those laity, In my far off eastern home. An Indigenous welcome was given, In a lovely native tone; (Fortunately translated, so it’s meaning could be known). The Primate’s speech swift followed With a gift of an ‘icon’ To those who’ve served so faithfully But now are moving on. Housekeeping was next in order We had no time to lose, To elect committees, chairs and met The Bruce to follow Bruce.1 A Synod can be confusing The paper stack is LARGE. Petitions, motions, questions To carry them, I need a barge!
The business now well started, With bills to be debated. A dinner break and evening prayer, Back to debates well sated. Sunday morning we sallied forth, To worship with our brethren Here in Perth, and shared with them In wine and bread unleavened. The fastest Bills that I’ve seen passed, Proceeded with positive vote, For eager one and all were we To get about our boat.2 The Rev’d Thomas Millamena In St George’s Cathedral old Preached to us and then joined in, Communion with the fold. Across the road for fellowship Within the Governor’s house. A chance for informal chatting with Other reps and with their spouse. The first two days seem quite laid back But I know it’s just a tease To woo me into thinking that The rest will be a breeze. Debates will rage, p’hap tempers too But I really, truly know God placed me here, to do His work, And for my God, I’m pro!