In another world.
The month of January is over half way and I am sitting in my room at the beginning of a three day conference reflecting on what has happened. Why you might well ask? Well the journey here was interesting as I drove through rain, sleet, snow, sleet, rain and then on dry roads. it seemed as though I was in different worlds- a bit like Narnia and the wardrobe.
In the beginning of January I was in St Agnes, Cornwall watching the news of all the snow and not seeing any until the Thursday morning when I left. It seemed as though I was living in another world.
Then the following week I was watching the news about the earthquake in Haiti whilst sitting at home surrounded by snow and finding it hard to cope with the numbers of those killed or injured. It seemed as though I was living in another world.
This afternoon I met up with people some of whom I haven’t seen since the last conference and caught up with news from various places in the UK. It helped me remember that I am in the same world, it is the variety which makes it special and I only see a small part of it.
