Look through the crack in your wardrobe
Going to church on Easter Sunday seemed strange, even slightly awkward.
Apart from some funerals I’ve conducted, I haven’t been to a regular church service, certainly with Jacqui, for over a year – even when it was possible. But now we’ve been vaccinated, we decided to make it for this celebration of Jesus’ resurrection.
But it wasn’t the same. No hymns (although some kind-of murmured through their masks), socially distanced at all times, no Peace as we know it and no win