Life from a different perspective
The craft group gathered round the community hall table. It was a wild, wintery morning.
Winds howled and shook the windows. Frozen fingers were massaged inside woollen gloves.
When eighty-year-old Ann arrived, she opened the door and smiled at the gathered people.
‘What an absolutely glorious day’ she said. ‘I have been walking along the seashore with my little dog and talking with the Lord. ‘
‘Thank You. Thank You, Lord for this glorious day.’