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Jo Trickey explores 'The simple benefits of lifting your head up.'

Spring arrived slowly. It felt like a long wait this year, or maybe that was just me. First, a few brave crocuses pushed through frost-hardened ground. Then blossom. Then light that stays a little longer each evening. Each piece unfolds in its allotted time.
 
This spring we moved allotment. Twenty metres or less, but a striking difference. The old plot was neglected by the previous tenants, fierce with horsetail and waist-high thistles, stubborn plants with roots that seemed to go down forever. You could tug all afternoon and they would be back the following week. The new plot was loved and tended. And the weeds we found were nettles and forget-me-nots. A gentle pull with a gloved hand, and they came clean away. This article is from the London Institute for Contemporary Christianity section on Connecting with Culture.

Matthew captures the events of this most amazing Sunday morning:

"After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to look at the tomb. Look, there was a great earthquake, for an angel from the Lord came down from heaven. Coming to the stone, he rolled it away and sat on it. Now his face was like lightning and his clothes as white as snow. The guards were so terrified of him that they shook with fear and became like dead men. But the angel said to the women, "Don’t be afraid. I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. He isn’t here, because he’s been raised from the dead, just as he said. Come, see the place where they laid him. Now hurry, go and tell his disciples, ‘He’s been raised from the dead. He’s going on ahead of you to Galilee. You will see him there.’ I’ve given the message to you."