This morning we find ourselves in Britain after an historic vote. You can probably guess which way I voted! Whatever our views, God remains with us. He’ll never leave.
I share a drawing by my daughter, sent to me this morning by her teacher, on what it means to be British. He says he has no idea where her inspiration comes from! The boy is wearing England football kit and sings the national anthem, and the sandwiches include black pudding. I don’t think she has anything to represent Wales or Northern Ireland though.
May we be united. May we be marked by love. May we remember that God will never leave us.