This morning’s service went well, even the sketch. It was entitled ‘CSI Jerusalem’ – you get the picture. Andy and I were investigating the body at the tomb – or should I say the fact that there wasn’t one. It was quite fun to do, once I’d got my nerves in hand. My mind doesn’t get particularly nervous. If it weren’t anatomically impossible I’d say my stomach has a separate mind of its own. It certainly decides to lurch around at a ridiculous rate. Still, having to change jackets and don a pair of yellow marigolds (we didn’t have any latex gloves)in the song before distracted me from my stomach, which was helpful.
I can’t write much more now; it is time for Rest Stop 3.
I shall leave with a snippet from my favourite Easter song:
And we are raised with Him,
Death is dead, love has won, Christ has conquered;
And we shall reign with Him,
For He lives: Christ is risen from the dead!