The daffodils are out, Rob's working on the boat - it must be spring! Not that you'd know it by the air temperature and it's blowing a gale, but at least it's sunny. Not great for spending lots of time in church though and my feet and bum have been permanently freezing this Holy Week. Christine's written very eloquently about the whole thing in her blog. The wind, the cold, the creaking tree - it all added to the atmosphere, weirdly. So did the vandals, who chose Thursday night to mess up the church porch with inane scribblings and a fire - all very symbolic. Kimberly has pictures here.
I just want to add my take on part of yesterday's Good Friday devotions. As six of us, all women, walked the way of the cross, it occurred to me how fitting that was. Women feature in all but one of the positive roles in that heartbreaking journey: Mary, Jesus' mother, and her companions, St. Veronica, the daughters of Jerusalem. Interestingly, I noticed in last night's BBC version of the Passion that St Veronica's role, wiping the blood and sweat from Jesus' face, was taken by a man.
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A view up the Clyde
2 comments:
And he did this wiping in a very masculine way - almost roughly, but effectively. The unexpected was thought-provoking!
wonder how they will get on tonight in The Passion? Saw your moss on Christines' pictures, but couldn't picture where it was? Unless the felt tip is very light, you wont' get it off plastic glass, - if it's on glass, jif, or a bit of grit from the path work well, or a stanley knife blade. love Doddy
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