Jesus has the power to bring what is dead to life. To be honest, what is dead in our area stood out to me a lot more blaring in the last six months than the life part. Maybe it is because I’m new and learning the realities of life in a poor neighbourhood, it is far less inspiring than the glamorous imaginings of what it looks like for God to bring life to the poor. Thankfully God reminded me, once I took the time to be still enough

for long enough to listen, that he has the power to make what is dead alive! It seems really dead here sometimes, but little by little there is the miracle of seeing light in the darkness. A friend who is pregnant shares her joys and fears, saying that our little craft group are her best friends, her sisters. The child whose parents struggle with drug addictions has a really tough life, but his birthday is celebrated with giggles and others such noises of delight as presents that are just for him are opened and a cake is jubilantly eaten and the icing smooshed between his fingers. What beautiful signs of life and goodness. Maybe it’s just all the brighter because the pain is shared too.