What a wild day – though wilder north of the border. That dodgy fence panel was downed again. Tried a more thorough repair this afternoon, once visits were made and and plans starting to take shape for the rest of the week. As ever, doing things with the skills and resources that are at hand, dictated by the requirements of when it needs to be done for. Constrained. Will see how long this one lasts when the wind has lightened up enough for it to be replaced.
One of our wardens was quite disappointed the other night when he observed the Tardis wasn’t complete yet. I decided it was time to resume the challenge of construction, seeking the James’ joy I was talking about on Sunday. The last bit I did was pretty tricky – very cleverly done, but those little folds of cardboard have a habit of resisting the way they have been designed to operate – hence my lack of enthusiasm! So, with determination as much as excited expectation, into the fray I went.
And, with the final unexpected twists and turns, and a little sellotape, it is finished! Including hat stand!
I’m really impressed with the model – a clever set of ideas I’ve been able to do some justice to in the construction. Likewise the fence panel. You may not be impressed, but you weren’t there for the moments of triumph when pennies dropped and smiles were generated. Someone else may have done better. But this was me.
I think Jesus had this kind of wry smile throughout his time with his disciples, enjoying their stumbling progress, appreciating the whole picture. I think that loving smile is there to be seen often in the face of God as he leads and teaches us.