So today we start this new level of living… not very different for me, as I continue to work from home and Reuben to do schooling from home, although on Friday we plan to have fish and chips from our favourite Melanesia Rd shop. If anything, expectations rise a little, as we can now deliver worship kits for people in the parish. I think weariness is beginning to show, as I enter a new week and I relfect on the tiring nature of change.

Yesterday I spent some time in our glass house -one of my favourite places, where I can nurture growth and see it actually happening before my eyes. But in this space I also see the challenges to growth. When too many seeds are sown (a common failing of mine), and then left in a small pot, the need for pricking out becomes urgent -and tedious. Each precious seedling needs to be taken from its crammed position, and moved to a place where there is room to grow. A place they no longer have to fight others and distort themselves to reach the sun. They need time now to get used to this new place, they need to be nurtured even more so they can grow in this new place. Change is part of growth for these seedlings, but they need some help.

What help do you need in order to grow in this new space we find ourselves in? I realise my need for conversation which usually just happened in the old world now needs to be consciously nurtured. It is important in this phase to take stock and see what we need in order to grow healthily in times of such enourmous change.