The sun setting over Arran this evening reminded me of a hymn often sung at funerals: The day thou gavest Lord has ended. One verse begins - The sun that bids us rest is waking our brethren 'neath the restless skies/ and hour by hour fresh lips are making thy wondrous doings heard on high.
Its easy, especially in the cosy confines of the church to get caught up in our own small world and to give things more importance than they merit while forgetting that other parts of creation, maybe even on our doorsteps, struggle with all manner of tragedies - poverty and hunger and swine flu and terminal illness. The God, who is God of all creation cares about all of these things and asks us to "get real" too.
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