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Wednesday, 30 April 2025

Signature of Love

 

I’ve been waiting for the swallows to return. Thinking they’re a bit late this year, though I’m not sure if that’s true.

Then this morning, a couple of birds swooped swiftly towards the upstairs bathroom window. There is a swallow’s nest rebuilt annually in the eaves of the apex of the roof above that window. (There guano begins piling up on the outside window ledge at this time of year…)

Waiting eagerly for something good.

Jesus encourages us to keep alert. To keep our gaze fixed on him. To keep hope alive. Hope, I have heard said, is the confident expectation that God is going to turn up and do something good – whether small or great.

Open my eyes today, Lord, and keep me on tiptoe watching for where you are leaving your signature of love in my life today. Help me to reciprocate, leaving a signature of my love for you in my actions, thoughts and words today. Amen.

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