The mornings are getting lighter, and as I write this, we have had some lovely light days. This year, as I walk, I am noticing the flowers more. Isn’t the blossom a welcome sight! The May, the clean white flowers of Blackthorne, are a delight. Look down at the tiny purple violets, the simple yellows of primroses, and the milky banks of cowslips or peggles. We’ve had the snowdrops, and the dafodils and tulips are to come. All in the freshness of new grass; breath in the wholesomeness of freshly cut grass. Trigger warning: hay-fever!
I can find the mornings an anxious time. Jesus says,

John 8:12 NRSV
…, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.”
https://bible.com/bible/2016/jhn.8.12.NRSV

This I find is hard work to meaningfully realise, and I have had to cultivate practices of waiting and prayer, of active noticing, practices of being with people. Phone apps help to ground me: Lectio365, Prayasyougo, and the church of England’s excellent Everyday Faith.

Find people who bring you life, rambling, running, singing, dancing, or learning something new, visiting the community cafe, community gardening, and crafting together.

You might consider sharing a hot beverage with us at the chapel on a Sunday morning at 930am or a bowl of soup on a Wednesday evening at 7pm. Yes, religion will follow, but you don’t have to stay!

Ingrid Goff-Maidoff writes,

God spoke today in flowers,
and I, who was waiting on words,
almost missed the conversation