Editorial
Spring has very definitely sprung. Shrove Tuesday and Valentine’s Day are fading away, and the daffodils are here. I just wish someone would let the weather know. I hate this soggy grey weather.
However, one of the things that really annoys me is when people complain about snow. Yes, it does make it harder to get around, you have to defrost your car and your trousers get insanely wet, but we had up to an inch of snow on the ground for less than a week. That’s hardly enough to complain about when in a lot of countries they have snow on the ground for months. Can there be anyone who doesn’t feel that little childish thrill of delight when they open the curtains and see the snow on the ground? It’s just one of the many beautiful things about God’s creation, and I say that we should enjoy it while it lasts. There is, however, a tiny part of me that screams, “But it’s nearly Easter! It can’t be snowing!” That is British weather for you.
This is the point at which it hits me that it is nearly Easter. Where has this term gone? And I am assured that they just keep getting quicker. Scary thought. Makes me feel old. At least this term has been productive. As well as a social life, I have had Folk Club socials to organise, cakes to bake, a Tae Kwon Do grading to prepare for, and the many chaplaincy events, as well as Christis, of course, and a degree in there somewhere…
Our writers have clearly been busy too, and not just writing articles! Lois Cross reports on the Christian Union mission week, and Ruth Vonberg reflects on the Chaplaincy retreat to Mirfield. David Jones writes about an REM concert, and we have some industrious poets too! Appropriately for Lent, there are also a couple of more serious articles, pondering morality, scripture and faith.
Well, happy reading, and remember to keep the angry letters coming! You have the holidays to work on any contributions, so I hope to see a nice full inbox before the next deadline!