This Wednesday at The Table

This past week, the countryside around our home has done the thing I count on it doing every spring – it has burst into a myriad of greens. My favorite spectrum…the varied, iridescent and verdant colors of new life! I’m a road hazard sometimes, just gawking at the greens…

And I’ve found myself, when I’m praying with my kids at the end of the day, asking God to bless their rest so that the next day will be a sort of “mini resurrection”; a new life, a fresh start, a day that somehow opens with a sense that things depleted or tapped out can be refilled. I think I’m hoping for a perennial spring in their lives, a gift emerging from the darkness and somnolence of the night.

Is that hoping for too much, do you think? Is new life something to be held in abeyance for some other time or place, or is it something we can engage with now? And if there is some way in which we can engage now, what might that be?

Well, this isn’t meant to be a full-blown philosophical or theological reflection, just a musing to get the wheels of our minds and hearts turning a bit in advance of our gathering (on Wednesday at 6:30 p.m.), so I’m going to let that be enough said.

Same address, new day and time for summer. I’m looking forward to being with you all!

Peace,

Tim