Solo Dios basta

Overcast again today, and cold. I slept fairly well, nearly seven hours, but still felt tired. I got up to take my pills at nine, had breakfast and then went to the Eucharist at St Catherine's. There were half a dozen of us there. It's St Teresa of Avila's day - happy reminiscences for me of the Fiesta and Romeria at La Cala de Mijas on locum duty in Fuengirola a decade ago. Teresa's saying 'Nada te turbe, nada t'espante, quien a Dios tiene nada le falta. Solo Dios basta' comes to mind, and the Taize musical setting, equally charged with beautiful pilgrimage memories. Those words mean a lot to me after when I've experienced this past fortnight. Coffee and chat in the hall afterwards, then home to collect the veg bag and take it to Chapter to exchange for this week's delivery from Coed Organics.

Jorja came to clean the house after lunch. Martin and Chris called in to see us as well. They didn't stop for long as Chris had to go to an eye appointment. I snoozed for an hour after they left us, then walked in Llandaff Fields for an hour. I've re-set my daily step goal at 10,500 and reached it for a second day without pushing myself hard. I feel sure that regular moderate exercise is what I need to benefit my circulation. 

Israel is limiting aid into Gaza to force Hamas to release all the bodies of dead hostages. Identification is far from an easy task. Some were buried under buildings destroyed by fighting. Some are decomposed beyond recognition. DNA tests will be necessary if no proper record of hostage identity was kept. Among the Israeli dead are Palestinian victims. It's going to take time and Netanyahu is impatient to see this through quickly. The cease fire is fragile and there are groups of Hamas armed insurgents at large taking revenge on collaborators. It's such a mess. On top of this it's not yet clear there's a viable plan to achieve a durable staged ending to the war with the disarming of Hamas, and restoration of the civilian rule of law and government. 

After supper I watched more of 'Rocco Schiavone'. a tense story of child abuse leading to murder associated with a paedophile ring on the dark web communicating with each other in code investigators must decipher to track the evil perpetrators. It's all the better dramatically speaking for being understated with passing hints of the disgust and rage detectives are living with on the job. Going to be early tonight to see if I can shake off the tiredness.