We have the undeserved privellage of living in the Welsh Valleys. This gives us great access to some beautiful and rugged mountain terrain as well as densely populated urban areas, forged out of the boom of the local coal and iron industries. We are in a small rural town surrounded by miles of countryside but with a population of around 10,000 packed into rows and rows of old mining cottages.
Today’s challenge was to keep our eyes peeled to see how wildlife can burst through the brick.
“Such is the destiny of all who forget God; so perishes the hope of the godless. What they trust in is fragile; what they rely on is a spider’s web. They lean on the web, but it gives way; they cling to it, but it does not hold. They are like a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden; it entwines its roots round a pile of rocks and looks for a place among the stones. But when it is torn from its spot, that place disowns it and says, “I never saw you.” Surely its life withers away, and from the soil other plants grow. ‘Surely God does not reject one who is blameless or strengthen the hands of evildoers. He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy.” Job 8:13-21