I’ve had one of those days in which I seem to have achieved everything and nothing. Letters and E Mails written. Phone calls made. Lists of things done in town. A bed assembled. Office kitchen cleared out – filled the back of the Passat to capacity. And still there is more of the same. The question, as always, is whether God is in that grinding detail of trivial round and common task – or waiting to reveal himself in some grand picture and design for the future. The reality, I suspect, is both.