Guiding light.

Luke 2:67-80

Windermere has an unhealthy fascination with our next door neighbours rabbit. he dug under the hedge and the protecting fence. We knew he was there by the barking. it was after 11pm. All lights were off in the neighbour's house. I donned wellington boots and coat, grabbed the torch. Right at the back end of our garden is a little dap where I can climb over the fence. With the aid of the torch I negotiated the derelict decking, climbed the bank and made my way next door. I could not have done it without the light.