A happy day

I wrote this title, because today has genuinely been a happy day, spent together with Elaine and her sister, meeting with her late father's pastor. But you need to know that yesterday was a sad day for Elaine - she needs your prayers more than I at this present - she has borne this last month with great faith and peace, but the road is not smooth, the horizon uncertain, and the load at times heavy to bear. To mix the metaphors, she likens it to the snow poles on the Scottish moors. In summer they serve no purpose, but in winter they give the only clue as to solid ground. Her prayer, that she might remain between those poles just visible through the blizzard, while leaving to others for now to talk to the Laird about the route ahead.