Post 9/2022 Saturday 26 February . . . Week CD simply means this is blog number two from Cornwall UK; number two of a total of 13 anticipated posts during our stay here. I hope this doubled-up walk through the English alphabet does not prove too confusing. Next time: EF. Enough of that.
This week has been both rewarding and, on the world scene in Ukraine, tragically concerning. I’m choosing not to comment on the latter at the moment–other than to say our prayers and thoughts are with the people of Ukraine and the ordinary people of Russia who oppose the Kremlin’s expansionist move. God have mercy.
The rewards of the week have been many, here mostly illustrated photographically, though a hymn from last Sunday reverberates in my mind. It was written by Priscilla Jane Owens (1829-1899): “Will your anchor hold through the storms of life, when the clouds unfold their wings of strife? When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain, will your anchor drift or firm remain?
“We have an anchor that keeps the soul steadfast and sure while the billows roll, fastened to the rock which cannot move, grounded firm and deep in the Saviour’s love!”
Today, (Saturday) we attended a Morning Coffee at St Anta church, a fundraiser for the church’s flower fund. Lovely to see people in person again.