It struck me the other day how easy it can be to miss things at times. The subtle changes in nature around us in particular. One day there are no leaves on the trees and the next they are covered. So how did that happen? The pace of life is so quick, things get taken for granted. We filter information and experiences and suddenly wonder where time is gone. The slow yet deliberate unfurling of new leaves on the trees is amazing to watch, but it takes time to notice such things.
Just like the Easter story. We know it so well, the events and the main characters, the twists and the turns. But then suddenly it is Easter Sunday and we move on with summer firmly fixed in our minds and the chance to see anew the familiar Easter story passed us by once again.
So I have decided to try something different over the next few days. To read the familiar bible passages and to seek to notice things I have not picked up on before. Strangely on first read, the reality hits me that the story has become too familiar. So with a few days to go to Good Friday, I find myself drawn back to the need to see things anew and it's amazing how refreshing, challenging and thought provoking it is.
