Meanwhile Eliot has begun to dig a large hole in the back grass. It isn't great when he gets back into the house with at least one muddy paw and a nose that is covered with soil. Someone tonight suggested that he's a "Sprollie" ... the cross between Springer and Collie! I rather like the idea that I have this unique breed of Sprollie!
Lord of the Church, we pray for our renewing:
Christ over all, our undivided aim.
Fire of the Spirit, burn for our enduing,
wind of the Spirit, fan the living flame!
We turn to Christ amid our fear and failing,
the will that lacks the courage to be free,
the weary labours, all but unavailing,
to bring us nearer what a Church should be.
Timothy Dudley-Smith (b 1926)