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Tuesday, 11 January 2022

Restore us

 

A sheen of frost salts the frozen earth. Droplets of gossamer ice now melted hang heavy on the bare branches of the apple trees. A golden glow radiates above the treeline, though the sun does not rise high enough to clear it.

But I know it’s there.

Every morning, I wake to Radio 4, the Today programme, which broadcasts the news of the day on repeat. Most of the news is cold and dark. But by faith I see a warm glow radiating above it, filling me with hope that behind all the bleakness there is One who loves us.

The light shines in the darkness and the darkness cannot overcome it.

Even on a cold, dark January morning, one can glimpse the smile of the Lord. May he work in all of us this day, inspiring us to do even one small thing to restore the world to the beautiful creation it once was.

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