...as the train trundled through the West Country, taking Auntie to visit a relative in hospital. At Weston-Super-Mare there was an extra amount of inland mare...rather magnificent to see, with wintry trees standing starkly up from the water, and odd stretches of hedge, no long fulfilling their task as boundaries of fields, emerging over lapping wavelets...
We spent Christmas in Somerset, on the edge of Exmoor...Midnight Mass in a well-filled church and with lovely carols, feasting and jollity with family and friends... and this return trip was in a different mood, rather bleaker...but the hospital is giving excellent care, and the visit went well.
Back in London today, a Confirmation class in a busy parish. We are using the excellent ANCHOR programme, much recommended. It uses glorious art to ponder with Scripture references, and it tackles the Catholic faith systematically. Today, we looked at Christ's Baptism, the Trinity, making the Sign of the Cross...then sin, forgiveness, pic. of Christ's betrayal by Judas, discussion of repentance (Peter's denial contrasted w. Judas' action), mercy, confession...
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