This photograph is the Baptist Cemetery in 'Dibley'.

On Easter Saturday 2009 a small group of us gathered there to scatter the ashes of one of our folk who had died at a relatively young age.

It was a cold day, as I recall it, and there was an almost eery silence as we gathered, briefly apart from a bustling world preoccupied with chocolate, wine and holiday fever, to hear words of hope and let go of one we loved.

How was it that first Easter Saturday, when Jesus' family grieved alone, while all around them people went to Temple or synagogue, celebrated the feast or simply went about their lives?

Jesus Christ, lying cold in the tomb, unable to touch and heal those who wept for you, be present in our darkness.

This photo I took in the chapel of the National Memorial Arboretum at Alrewas.

The tableau with crosses either side of the altar is (I think) the work of the Christian Police Association.

The crosses represent the two thieves crucified with Jesus.

On one cross both sets of handcuffs are unlocked - the 'good' thief (not so good if he got caught...) who received the assurance 'today you will be with me in paradise'

On the other cross one is open, one closed - a deliberately ambiguous statement, leaving open the possibility that the 'bad' thief was saved too.

The role of the police is to arrest and to gather evidence, not to pass judgement or define sentence.

Do we as followers of Jesus maybe take on role of judge-jury-executioner when we consider those who we assume don't know him?

Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God, have mercy on me, a sinner.

Jesus, remember me when you come into your Kingdom.

Not a pretty sight!

At the and of a long distance footpath (Hadrians' Wall, a relatively short one actually) my friend and I soak our feet and share a cuppa.

J will probably kill me when she discovers I have posted this photo, and it is not exactly a holy icon is it?  But I chose it because she models Christian hospitality better than anyone I know - there is always time for a cuppa, always room for one more at the meal table, always warm water and a clean towel for tired feet.

Foot Washing Christ, you modelled for us hospitality and humility, may we do the same for others