Alles neu macht der Mai

or so goes an old German song I remember from my childhood. "May makes everything new", meaning, in May, with spring, there's a regeneration. The winter is finally over, the temperatures rise, nature has woken up, and everything is... well, new.
That may be true for nature, but in a lot of ways it's still the same old same old.
My bills have not stopped coming, and there's no miraculous multiplication of funds in our accounts, either side of the Atlantic.

But there are, what church folk call, 'small mercies'.
A church member brings by some fresh fish.
Some other church member helps us with some money.
An opportunity for me to help someone else who's living in an abandoned building.
A chance for us to support a mother of four, with the youngest only days old.
Small mercies.

And then there are the bigger ones.
Supporting the funeral of another denomination in our building, and seeing that they too find help, grace, and hope in Jesus.
Watching an evangelist--we have one in town these days--make an appeal, and seeing fourty people deciding that Jesus' paradigm makes more sense than any other.

So I suppose May may make things new, some anyway.
For everything else, and that which matters, there's my boss--the Lord.

(and May's bus pass is blue, kind of light blue-ish. BTW, I saw June's pass already. It's going to be yellow! I don't think there's a song: Alles neu macht der Juni......)