Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Today I sent my Dad an email telling him about Hebe and that I treasure her. On Sunday whilst taking communion in my church flooded with golden morning light, a butterfly newly emerged from hibernating sunned itself on the altar. A coincidence? Just Nature? Or a gift? However you want to see it. That Tortoiseshell symbolised hope, re-emergence and peace to me. Sunning itself tired and battered in God's light. I a newly emerging butterfly of homosexuality hope and pray for the same warmth to greet me. Afterall who could not understand loving Hebe!