There are times when I hide away. I often claim it’s because I’m not in the mood to talk to people, but I think it’s often more to do with not wanting to deal with what’s going on in my head.

We are currently in a time when the hiding away is a necessity, and I don’t like it so much, especially when the husband is working and I’m in the house alone – I know I’m fortunate to have the times when he is at home – believe me – but it doesn’t stop it being difficult.

However, it is over the last few weeks that it has become so apparent what it means to be a part of the Church.

All of the church buildings have been closed in accordance with government guidance, but the Church as a group of people is so active. Many Churches are live streaming or ore recording services on a Sunday; we are tuning in to a worship session that is led every morning, the food bank is needed more than ever, and I know of so much other stuff including delivery of letters, collection of shopping and provision of pastoral care. There also seems to be so much more sharing of resources and ideas – and it is clear that we are a BIG family under one God.

I was reading something the other night that reminded me that in order to gain wisdom about God, you need to spend time with the people of God.

So when I want to hibernate, or this weekend when the husband is doing nights and we will literally be passing each other, I can just look at social media and remind myself of what I am a part of because of the cross.