Today was a gift, involving a couple of friends, and assorted children. Life has been hectic of late; routines have disappeared in the busyness. Within both parish and the personal, lately death has felt like a persistent companion. In the midst of it all, I'd somehow forgotten the wholesome, life-giving sacredness of the ordinary.
In conversations over cups of tea, shared meals, chats about spiders and Robert the Bruce and school holidays - along with the music of Phineas and Ferb and generous helpings of smiles and laughter - my soul was somehow restored. The sacred ordinariness of life is a wonderful thing; time enough to be extraordinary at some other point.
Am very much giving thanks for the gift of friends today.
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