When I started this blog, it was mainly to give a bigger picture of our two congregations and our city than could be contained in a traditional parish profile. I wrote about my walk between the two churches, which takes me through the city centre.
Whether this is at a leisurely pace, before the first service or after the second one, or at a brisk pace because it’s between the two, I try to remember to look around me as I go.
The other week I noticed that Minnie the Minx had acquired some red “elastic” for her catapult.
Possibly the Dundee equivalent of giving distinguished gentlemen (in stone) traffic cones on hats.
Today, Minnie still has her elastic.
A bone for Gnasher??
And if you want to take a photo of these distinguished characters, 9.30 am on a Sunday is a good time to do it undisturbed.
I also noticed that the capital letters on the noticeboard, on top of which there’s a monkey, do not actually spell out “INFORMATION” as I had previously assumed.
Sometimes we see what we expect to see.
Today in the services we listened to the story of Jesus calming the storm. He was often to be found in a boat, but he must also have spent a good deal of time walking. And as he walked, he looked.
At the lilies of the field, the fields ripe for harvest, a fig tree with no fruit, a shepherd with his sheep …
Jesus said, “Look at the birds in the sky; they do not sow and reap and store in barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth more than birds?
And look at these lovely flowers, one of several beds outside the Steeple and St Mary’s.