The last nine days have included dinner with my lovely mum and dad, a gecko stand off with our small fluffy four legged Vincent (dog 1, gecko 0), celebrating that husband of mine’s birthday, seeing our friend’s band play (they were outstanding), election of my husband to church council (I voted no but he got in anyway), chill time and finally today, some long awaited writing time.
So grateful for the fullness of life!
“I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” John 10 vs 10
While wandering the garden this morning, I spotted the loveliest yellowy-orange fungi growing out of an old tree stump. And I was reminded, as we draw near to Easter, of the miracle of new life coming out of old; of vibrant life from death.
And I am so very, very grateful for the new life that Easter brings to all who simply look and see.