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Tuesday, 19 April 2016

Yesterday, airwaves of squally showers skittered across the harbour. The room felt damp and cold despite the peat fire. This morning the sun is breaking through the puffs of cloud overhead. It dazzles on the ripples of the tidal waters. The marina is deserted. No fishing boats to be seen in this once busy fishing village.

Life is all about change. What is clear one day, seems obscure and confused the next. Psalm 3 says that God is our shield, holding our heads high in the midst of all circumstances. God surrounds and embraces us in his love, and underneath are the everlasting arms.

God is here, and it is well with my soul.

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