WITH Covid restrictions lifting and school half term upon us, a new hope is in the air. It’s a relief to see holiday makers back on our streets and beaches; and to meet and hug family at last.

But for some who have optimistically thought there is always light at the end of the tunnel, there seems to have been a massive power cut.

How careful we must be lest we sweep the hard knocks of life under the carpet.

We need to be good listeners, engaging honestly with one another, facing up to the devastating losses, confusions and disappointments.

For those of us with faith in God, let us resist the danger of racing on to Jesus’s resurrection on Easter Day without passing through the suffering of Good Friday and the waiting of Holy Saturday. One of the Psalms of lament reads:-

“How long, O Lord? Will you forget me for ever? How long will you hide your face from me?”

Note that he cries out to one he calls “The Lord” and at the end of the Psalm, “But I trust in your unfailing love.”

Brian Doeksen has written:

“Faithful one, so unchanging,

Ageless one, you are my rock of peace.

Lord of all I depend on you

I call out to you, again and again.

You are my rock in times of trouble,

You lift me up when I fall down

All through the storm

Your love is the anchor

My hope is in you alone.


(retired minister Wareham)