Bright Horizons Ahead

One child at Granny's, one at Auntie's and the other one with us in the car. The middle one for a change. (The long Tesco aisles are good for burning off young boy energy and Easter eggcitement.)

There's a busy day planned for tomorrow with a house full of people so we got the supplies in today. As we headed back along the motorway, the sun (remember that warm yellow thing that used to appear in the sky?) was breaking through the clouds over West Lothian.

I've spent a bit of time today gathering my thoughts in a practical way about some of the steps ahead for us as an embryonic church community. (Perhaps embryonic is the wrong word? Maybe we're more established than that, just not in the conventional sense? We may only know with hindsight.)

It's good to move on from the plateau. To get back to the blueprint when the time is right. To not just dream, but to plan for those dreams to come into the realms of reality in the measurable future.

There's always risk in that, but, for the pioneer, the only option to risk is regret.

To the child of God, that risk becomes a fun step of faith. Maybe even a leap.