It might not be of any interest to many of you, but we’ve just had our first thunderstorm of the Spring.
Short, sharp and over in half an hour, but already the air is clearer, the mind sharper and the birds are singing in the trees.
The first showers hereld a new season. Our spirits are lifted and we can look forward to a magnificent summer.
In Africa many worship water in all its forms, rivers, lakes and streams. The thunder that sounds across our skies every summer evening will gladden our hearts and lift our heads.
The grey grass will be swept away in a riot of new growth, green stalks peppering the landscape, until the Earth is covered in a verdant carpet.
We can only hope that a new season will bring growth, prosperity and great happiness to all.
Wherever you are I pray that a new season of growth on this corner of the Mother continent will bring your dreams to fulfillment.
The high veldt of Africa rejoices and hopefully will share its bounty with you.
Health and happiness, love and joy are spread by the rain.
May its waters fall upon you.
PS: God that’s verbose. But it comes from the heart.