2 April  2026

I am reading a Mary Stewart book, "Thornyhold", in which there is a description of a little girl sitting by a pond watching in wonder as a dragonfly nymph become a mature insect.
Dragonflies are some of nature's most amazing inventions and their coming to maturity is, for me, the most beautiful and wonderful thing. Why or how does a creepy, aquatic creature, a 'water bug', suddenly get an urge to leave its familiar and apparently necessary environment to become an air-dwelling, flying, and amazingly beautiful, completely different type of creature? And how is it that the 'water bug' somehow has, co-existing within its skin, a complete dragonfly, wings and all?
I guess that what the dragonfly experiences may be somewhat akin to what we will experience when we pass through death - an incomprehensible and even more wonderful transformation than we can ever dream of.
Easter is, in a way, the water bug transformation on steroids - a man, a human, dies in agony and arises as God. As the nymph always has the dragonfly within it's being, so God was always within Jesus but it took the dreadful events of the crucifixion for the full wonder and glory of the reality of Jesus to be revealed to us.
The dragonfly becomes a new order of being: Jesus, too, cast off his humanity to once more become one-in-being with God but unlike the dragonfly his new being reaches out to all creation, bringing love and hope and joy and the promise of eternity.
In hope, love and joy,

Jacquie xx