Ahead of Sunday's service, I've been reminding myself of my family tree, tracing back only 3 or 4 generations, across the UK and into northern Europe.  Various cousins have done some serious digging and have promised to send me trees many times, I've never chased them up.

I've done this before,many times, knowing fine well that the branch that leads to me stops with me... I am a 'leaf' or a 'full stop' or, even a 'dead end'. 

From the first family tree drawn up at school when I was right at the bottom, nothing has changed for me.  And I'd never really thought about that until now, when, on my tiny branch I am simultaneously the oldest and youngest still alive (on the basis that my siblings have their own branches already extending one or two generations forward).

There came a deep realisation that no-one will ever track backwards via me, it will be via my siblings.  Again, I already knew this, it just hadn't really registered.

Slightly odd feelings... but useful in thinking about where our 'ultimate' identity lies which is as children (adopted or otherwise) of the living God, with siblings connected not by blood but by grace... which is roughly Sunday's starting point, so if you've read this you can snooze through the first bit!!

I had a lovely holiday, albeit involving some "interesting" travel changes and a fair bit of running through airports as fast as my little legs would carry me whilst dragging a case!

Lots of things to reflect on, indeed, many things I've already written about in a note-book, and lots of time to relax.

Today it's back to work with a bump - a mere 13 hours day to start of with, oops! June is going to be a funny month with lots of travel and juggling of stuff, but I am looking forward to it.

More to follow when I've caught up the work stuff.

My holiday was planned way back in January and most of it paid for then. This morning I was all good to go, when I spotted a message from British Airways to say my flight this evening had been cancelled, and I had been offered a 'red eye' flight to a different airport tomorrow morning, which meant frantically cancelling and re-booking transfers... what a faff!  However, hats off to TfL who reactivated my Oyster card within ten minutes, including 'hold' time after pressing assorted buttons.  And Scotrail, via whom I booked my Heathrow Express ticket to collect just a few minutes walk from home!

The kitties are already on their hols, and it's VERY quiet without their lovely, furry, purry presence.

This time tomorrow I will be Rome - hurrah!

We had waited such a long time for this day to come.  We had lived with the challenges of finding a suitable venue, the disappointment of postponement due to severe weather, and now finally it arrived.

The Baptistery was built for small, skinny Victorians, and whilst all our candidates were reasonably lithe, one was taller than the baptistery is long!  We knew it would be a bit tight; we also knew it would be fine. The water was (thankfully) nice and warm if a bit on the shallow side.

It was a glorious afternoon, full of faith and love, laughter and tears.   Everyone who could come along, came along.

Listening to stories of faith, and the real cost of following Jesus from people who had left their homelands, was inspiring and challenging.

After the service we shared tea, and our friends cut a specially made chocolate cake which bore their names, was decorated with the flags of many nations - their homelands included - and was topped off with a banner proclaiming 'his banner over us is love'...

Sandwiched between a morning service for Trinity Sunday and an evening sevice reflecting on aspects the Lord's Prayer, and with a common theme of community weaving through the entire day, it really was a very wonderful way to spend a Sunday.

Just finishing off the last bits 'n' bobs of prep for tomorrow's Baptism service... delayed from 4th March due to unprecedented snow fall.  Tomorrow the prediction is for equally unprecedented heat - we will see!

Seems sort of fitting that Trinity Sunday will have three services...

Morning - reflections on the Trinity

Afternoon - baptisms, reflecting on the life of Christ

Evening - I get to sit back, relax and receive

Then it's essentially a week of leave (couple of small things to do but day off, Bank holiday and then on Thursday evening I head off to Rome for a few days).

Really looking forward to tomorrow - and then for some time to myself to process stuff, reflect and relax.  It's been a pretty 'full on' few months.