Broken Plates

There was some row at home, which started because I clumsily broke a plate.

Resentment set in and I only made up after a few decades of the rosary on my way to the Abbey.

Perhaps this was destined to be the week of thinking about marriage. Indeed, today’s gospel from Matthew 5:17-37 comes down firmly in favour of marriage and against divorce.

Later, half asleep, a thought came to me.

‘After death you can only know God’

Between waking and sleeping it came and went, lost and found – as is the way of dreams.

But the next morning, it was still in my mind.