We've just moved to a different property in the community. At the moment Ruth is buzzing around doing a lot of little jobs to get everything the way that it should be in time for my parents' arrival next week.
We're looking forward to them coming, and so are the children.
Spring is here and summer is coming. I'm in shorts and T-shirt again (yay!), something I couldn't imagine happening after a very cold and wet couple of months. It's funny (or not) how my sense of spiritual well-being is also tied into the weather. When it's warm and I can go walking, sit in the countryside and spend time with God there I feel better about life, the universe and everything. This means, of course, that I'm generally much happier in Australia than I was in the UK, but it's strange.
Of course, the weather doesn't actually change anything for me spiritually - it just changes how I feel and my perspective. There is a related effect though, as I'm less likely to get quality time spent with God if I'm trapped inside. I suppose that, for me, I need to develop that discipline of not letting the weather control my spiritual priorities.
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