Messages from the Team Vicar
Rev'd Garry Whittaker
I was ordained in 1991 after training at St. John’s Theological College Nottingham. I was Curate at Christ Church Denton (with St. George: Dane Bank) from 1991-1995. I then moved to Holy Trinity: Waterhead: Oldham as Priest-in- Charge 1995-2005. I then became Team Rector of Bacup and Stacksteads from 2005-2015. I became Team Vicar of the Fellside Team in September 2015.
Within the team I am responsible for St. Hilda, Bilsborrow and St. James Whitechapel. I am Chaplain to Myerscough College and Chaplain to Butler’s Farmhouse Cheeses (Inglewhite.)
I am married to Deborah and we both share an interest in music (rock/pop.) We enjoy going to concerts and also watching them on DVD.
I have a life-long interest in Rugby League, supporting my home town team Leigh. My other team is Rochdale Hornets, I was chaplain to the club before my move here to the Fellside.
I also enjoy body boarding on holiday and recommend Croyde Bay in Devon.
I play the guitar and sometimes use it in the services, I also play bass and enjoyed being part of the music group during my time at Bacup.
"Stress and Troubles ....."
In our Sunday services we are currently working our way through the letter to the Ephesians, so a few thoughts taken from chapters 1-3. Our troubles can cause us to lose ....
"For He Himself is our Peace ...."
A few years ago there was a TV show called Hill Street Blues, a rough tough fictional cops and robbers series. In the show people are seen as vulnerable, reaching for what is right, often failing but always hoping ....
"Before the morning, there will always be night ...."
I write this a few days after our concert with singer/songwriter Jayne Lewis. She opened the evening by performing the song Orange Sky, the title track of one of her CD’s ....
"Christ's strength ...."
As a singer she worked hard, playing at New York’s Carnegie Hall, she worked hard for success, hiring a vocal guide to help with ....
"God watches over us ...."
In one particular tribe in India it was the custom that on a boy’s 13th birthday he had to spend the night on his own in the depths of the jungle ....
"Christ suffered for us ...."
I recently read about a lady in Birmingham who had spent the whole day craving her favourite treat at the city’s German market: a grilled frankfurter hot dog. She decided that she would get one and eat it on the way to church.