This is a Dutch Goes the Photo challenge for this week. I have spent the last 6 weeks attending the workers Mass in my parish during the Lent season. I have done it for 3 years now and has been a refreshing way to start a working day. Rather than a place to worship, for me church is a place to reflect on how I can be a better person than days past.
This week was the last before today, Good Friday. I had a BB King earworm buzzing inside my head throughout the warm sunny ride to the supermarket and back:
I was there when they crucified my Lord,
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword,
I threw the dice as they pierced his side but I’ve seen love conquer the great divide.
It has warmed up nicely, enough for short sleeve top and shorts. Today all was splendour. Warmth, sunlit fields, bluebells. I sat in a field soaking in all of Gods glory when a stranger called Ian walked up with his bike and I invited him to join me. It turns out that he is from London visiting his parents for the Easter break and he sits in the spot that I was in when he comes visiting just to contemplate. He spoke of his recovery from a head injury and broken pelvis after he was hit by a car 4 years ago. Then 2 years ago was diagnosed with MS. Wow! But at least he is still on his bike and since the stem cell therapy and chemo is doing “OK”.
After a while we said our good-byes and I headed home, thankful of the life that I have, my health and Gods goodness.
* I prefer canola but the Brits don’t know what I am talking about.