March has arrived. And the old saying about March is that if it comes in like a lion it goes out like a lamb - and presumably vice versa. However, I can't say Monday was lionlike. It was sunny - but surprisingly cold. So much so that Captain B did not even go out for his walk. Tuesday was cold and misty. But the sea was calm. I can deduce nothing from all that about how March will end.
At this time of year, in my 1950s childhood, in my Northern hometown, I would watch for some of the little shoots appearing in my father's cherished garden to turn themselves into perfect little lupins. I knew as a child I was seeing a miracle, it was like being in Wonderland. For too many years after that I let myself be side-tracked by the Theory of Evolution, assuming that scientific people, much much cleverer than I was, had proved it.
Of course it remains a theory and with our increasing knowledge about the complexity of the creation, a theory even more full of holes than Darwin honestly acknowledged back in the day.
I am not sleeping well at the moment, am in a lot of pain and its a bit of a struggle. Last night I was up in the early hours sipping a cup of the Sleep tea a kind friend gave me - Twinings spiced apple and vanilla with camomile and passionflower - and it, and a dose of The Chase on the TV, did get me back to sleep eventually.
Our first supermarket delivery - Waitrose - has just arrived and been sorted and our fruit and veggie box arrives this afternoon. We have an extra meeting this evening for the field service, and I am going to see if I can up my field service hours, so hope to attend.
Anyway, back to Tea Bag Business. My kind friend has added a Scripture to each one, for comfort on a sleepless night. And last night's was Philippians 4:6,7, which says:
"Do not be anxious over anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication along with thanksgiving, let your petitions be made known to God; and the peace of God that surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and your mental powers by means of Christ Jesus."
Perfect.
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