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Lent and purple pugnacity

Until the recent storms the weather had been relatively mild; thus, even though it hasn't officially started, spring has gradually been seeping into winter. Daffodils and crocuses had already begun flowering some weeks ago, but now I walk past front gardens quickening with wide, ruffly camelias and expanding magnolia, while shoots and early buds can be found everywhere else. We are gently gliding into that lovely season full of promise and unfolding new life, its yellows and rosy pastels a soft antidote to our near-universally grey skies.

Who do you say I am?

Who do you say I am? (Mark 8.29) Whenever I read today's Gospel I take Jesus' question rather personally. Who, he asks me each time, am I for you? My replies are invariably similar, and the Gospel is so very familiar, but even so, each time it causes me to pause, even if only for a few moments.

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