“The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. / Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too, Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. / Yet still the unresting castles thresh In full grown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.” —Philip Larkin
There’s a lot I love about working at the Grünewald Guild. Stepping into the role of feeding the community has given me a new depth of my call in this place.
I rise in the dark;
there are fish to fry and free.
Precious, sacred work.
“it is my prayer that all of us would learn to live into our tensions within our wildernesses. so that Christ himself would look upon us with great joy and proclaim: this is my body.” ~Shantell Hinton, Keep Watch with Me Lenten Reader
God’s Plan A = Community
Resurrection joy spilled over three pages in my journal during Living Word’s 9:30 worship today… Hard to keep up with all that Spirit! Happy Easter, Everyone!
“The Greek word for amazement, ‘exapsi,’ literally means ‘change of place.’ And that is what has happened to us and all of creation because of the resurrection. … It may look the same, but we are standing in a different place. Christ is risen, we are risen, hallelujah.” ~Presiding Bishop Elizabeth A. Eaton, ELCA
A timely message for me… Maybe someone else needs to hear this, too? (Jacob’s story)