This morning, I presided and preached at the St Catherine's Easter Sunday Eucharist, with about sixty adults and a dozen children present. Despite the lovely weather, and the enthusiastic efforts of the choir, somehow I felt the general mood of worshippers was subdued. We had, after all, woken up to news of mass murder by terrorists bombing churches in Sri Lanka. I found it hard to awaken the kind of responsiveness that's often possible in celebrating Christ's resurrection, perhaps because of so much disturbing news. I was pretty tired on my way home after, and throughout the rest of the day.
Owain came for lunch and spent the afternoon with us. We exchanged greetings with Rachel out camping this weekend with Jaz near Flagstaff Arizona, and Kath, Anto and Rhiannon in wet and stormy Santa Pola. We've had far kinder weather than both, for a change. After Owain returned to Bristol, I caught up with 'Follow the Money', and then watched 'Line of Duty', which yet again was too explicitly violent and gory at the end. It's simply un-necessary, detracting from the complexity of the plot lines. 'Follow the Money' has its share of nastiness on top of its complexity, but it's handled with greater care in my opinion. Thank heavens mainstream news broadcasting is generally more circumspect in what it shows of horrifying incidents.
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