weather

Having been there all day, I walked back home from big church here in town tonight.

Transport had been disrupted. The country had been at a standstill. The travelling public was static.

No one was journeying anywhere.

The country had been hit by chaos.

A new and unusual 'low' had come.

It's been that sort of day.

The walk back home was long and hard. Against the wind all the way: a strong, gusting wind which sometimes drove me backwards and made the walking hard and very wearisome.

I'm only 58 years old, so my 'going home' is, potentially anyway, a good, long hike.

But that long walk home is going to be a thoroughly uphill struggle, going right in the face of a powerful secular wind.

That's what ministry now is going to be like.

Sometimes the weather itself provides a very graphic commentary on what's going on.

Indeed, I'll not be surprised if we wake up tomorrow to a Sodom and Gomorrah sort of landscape and find the land covered in a layer of thick volcanic ash!