Sometime ago at a Family@10 Service, things were available to help us reflect on the theme of the day.

One of the ‘things’ was a very hard, dry, shrivelled object. 

When it was suggested that we take the object home and plant it to see what happened, I felt dubious. It looked impossible that anything good would come from the shrivelled object or that it could hold the possibility of new life. Nevertheless, we took it home and, as instructed, we found a pot, filled it with soil and planted it. 

It seemed like a miracle when a green shoot appeared above the soil. It seemed even more of a miracle when it grew so big that eventually we had to stake the plant. As it grew it produced lush green leaves. 

In time, and much to my joy, flowers appeared that turned into seed-pods.  Eventually the pods swelled. I harvested them and found tender green peas nestled inside, which I ate with relish. They were succulent and sweet.

What was seemingly dead had produced abundant new life. Could this be a graphic example of resurrection? 

Perhaps it’s an example that, given time, good too can come out of the pandemic that is currently sweeping the world.   

I’ve just been for a walk. On the way I saw unadulterated goodness flourishing.

A large black vehicle drove into a drive way in front me. It was driven by a woman with children in the back. No sooner had the vehicle come to a halt another woman came out of the house, thrust something into the open car window followed by a brown paper carry bag with the words, “here is a care package”. Due to the current restriction of keeping our distance from others, the vehicle quickly drove off.

During my walk I also saw teddies in a window, a child’s painting of a rainbow in another. These lifted my spirits and made me smile. 

Because of the pandemic an epidemic of thoughtfulness, previously hidden in our society, is coming to life. This proves to me that resurrection is real and is happening all around us.