Wattle Park Uniting Church

Everyone is welcome at Wattle Park and anyone interested in joining us can just
come along to a Sunday service. We will be very pleased to meet you!

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Sunday Service

Our congregation hosts weekly Sunday morning services at 10.30am. Everyone is welcome.

Christmas Service

We are sorry but there will not be a Christmas service at Wattle Park this year. We would invite you to visit one of our neighbouring congregations of North Belconnen, Gungahlin or Yass for their Christmas services.

 

The Spirit of Wattle Park

To undulating pasture lands where sheep and cattle graze
came pioneering people in those early farming days;
no thought of mighty city under Brindabella's lee,
nor damming of the 'Bidgee, nor a Cotter inland sea;
but shepherds built their huts to tend their herds through heat and cold,
with womenfolk beside them facing ventures manifold;
yet every person knew the strength of God and sought His care;
the yen to worship filled their lives - the only question, "Where?"

Beside the road southbound from Yass, on gently grassy rise
with granite rocks they raised a church of quite substantial size,
where farming folk in gleaming rigs, lone shepherds, teamsters, too,
came week by week on winding tracks when built-up roads were few;
for strength they found in worship, and the faith that dealt with care
kept hope alive and helped them learn that paths of toil were fair;
gay birdsong lite the 'Bidgee bush and produce clothed the flat -
they streamed to church, the bonnet, spurs, the tall "bell-topper" hat.

Young folk were born to families round; the gospel they must know,
so Sunday School was started and the roll began to grow;
a hall to house the School, the Band of Hope and all was built,
a Choir united voices sweet that held the country lilt.
In time some district families grew to monumental size,
while new arrivals fenced their blocks, new homes began to rise.
The growing church must have a name which passers-by might mark:
so after Samson Southwell's place they called it Wattle Park.

Time sped- the Choir needed room, a vestry must be raised,
stones drawn from pioneer huts were lodged in walls where God was praised.
From family larders, shearing sheds to Harvest Festival
wool, fruit and produce flowed to overfill the vestibule.
So there it stands, the Parkwood child Weetangera brought to birth,
a chapel raised to fuel the faith that girds the whole wide earth.
We'll not forget! One hundred years but sets the stage for more,
and Wattle Park, by grace of God, wil keep that faith secure.

Rev Merrick Webb
Minister to Wattle Park