I return to Northern Ireland. I carry the benefits of the holiday in Greece on my skin, in my mind, and in my body. I have my beauty treatment for the winter and the few extra pounds will sustain me in the colder days ahead. My mind and body are rested.
Our son Isaac welcomed us with a meal of cooked fish. He had fished it from the sea just an hour earlier. He had caught it when I rang to let him know we had landed into Belfast and were on our way home.
I am reminded of the story in the bible about Jesus preparing a meal of fish for his disciples.
“As soon as they were come to land, they saw a fire of coals there, and fish laid there on,and bread.” KJV John 21 v 9.
Back in Ireland, warmth and freshness are in the air. Flowers in the garden are flourishing in the extra September sunshine. Purple Lupins give a welcome display at my back door. A light shower of rain fell. The beads of water glisten like diamonds. Nasturtium planted late must think it is spring. I love the deep green of the leaves and the orange, brown flowers.
I spent a while in the green house. Tomato plants that didn’t need must attention all summer, have become fruitful vines. I pruned back leaves to expose the fruit to the sun. The main stem can now send its energy to the ripening fruit.
What a picture of God’s beauty and goodness.
You take care of the land and water it. You make it very fertile. The rivers of God are full of water. You soften the ground with rain and then you give it a good crop. You give the year a good harvest. Psalm 65 v 9-11