Today was a perfect Sunday, an Easter Sunday, the sun out up a perfect sky, a light wind through the trees.
In the empty church,
(if you listened hard with an open heart.)
You could hear the echoes of ancient Psalms, bringing the wonder of the day alive.
“Do not look for the living among the dead.”
Pastor’s sermon was full of words of hope, it’s flow and structure really showed his learning, when it was over we left to seek out the living.
The sun came through the windows as if the spirit had lit the room.
Then there was the last line of scripture…
The words left hung in the air as we left to be among the living.
Later the children swam as the pool filled with water.
I remembered their christening day.
Born again of water and the spirit, children of God.