Basking in the sun
We have a host of wildlife that frequents are patio: foxes, robins, the occasional deer, blackbirds that come in to the living room for sultanas, and a plethora of squirrels that will bang on the glass if we're not quick enough in sending out breakfast, lunch or supper for them. After a hearty munch on some peanuts one day this week (the squirrels not me), I managed to catch this little one, lounging on our wall, and basking in the sun to warm himself and take a little rest after the frenzy of feeding. He stayed there for ages not doing anything at all. It got me thinking about 'basking in the sun' or more importantly, the 'Son'. You know the sun is amazing. It's is precisely positioned so we don't freeze or burn up. It's huge and it's absolutely necessary for us; without it's heat and light we would die. It is not always visible to us, but it is always there, constant and stable. This is like the Son of God, Jesus. Without him true li