Writer Dylan Morrison

I had a strange experience this morning – just as I was getting out of bed the old Sunday School chorus ‘All Things Bright and Beautiful’ rushed into my consciousness from nowhere . The next thing I heard was me belting it out in my somewhat tenor voice as if I were a 5 year old.A peace enfolded me and Carol my wife joined in from downstairs. What a simple and childlike thing spirit is and yet we have turned it into a system of dogmatic theology trying to find peace there when there is no peace there!I’m off to look at the ducks on the lagoon beside us – maybe they will be my teachers today!