Yellow ribbons

Date: 26 May 2007 13:15:45

Our after school club have taken Madeleine to heart; I suppose that I think of the heart-stopping terror of losing contact with a child for just five minutes, and do feel for Madeleine's parents. Where can she be?

Mixed feelings to-day; son is away for the day with Beavers; I'm relishing the peace and quiet (at this moment I am alone in the house - wife has taken daughter to her drama class); he was anxious, initially, but once he'd met up with his friends, he seemed to relax.

We took a significant step forward at work, involving a server which I have responsibilities in connection with. I should be feeling better, but it is just one step. I am a great believer, though, in seeing life as a journey, and celebrating the steady, trudging progress. There is a verse which I have been reading, which does help me. It's from Colossians, I think that it's 1:20:

Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe — people and things, animals and atoms — get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood that poured down from the cross. (The Message)

And I'm listening to a piece of music; I guess that not everyone would like it, but, although I don't understand the words, it speaks peace to my soul. It's the Suite on Words of Michelangelo, by Dmitri Shostakovich.