It is a gray and blowy day. I took our dog outside early this morning and watched the wind bend and toss the limbs of the tallest trees to and fro as though they were thin blades of wheat. I was reminded of one of the more intriguing and mysterious teachings of Jesus, “The wind blows where it chooses, you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.” (John 3: 8) We never do know, do we, where the Spirit will lead us, or guide us, or drive us?
I do not know where the wind, the sometimes violent wind of the Spirit, has driven you. I do believe this, no matter where you are, no matter what you are going through, we all are being prepared to receive the One who declared to Martha and Mary through their tears, “I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die.” (John 11:25) Be strong brothers and sisters, all will be well.
Good morning good people,
The collective sigh that emerged from the homes of Pittsburgh yesterday morning came from the lips of parents who woke up to the good news - the strike had been adverted. Schools would remain open! No need to scramble for child care or worry about teens with nothing to do.
If there is one thing we can take for granted it is this - God does not go on strike. “Give thanks to the Lord, for God is good, his steadfast love endures forever.” I may take a day off, or two, or three, from God. I may even choose the life of a truant for a time. But like the father whose eyes scan the horizon awaiting the return of the son who lost his way, God is waiting at a door set wide open for us to come home. “Give thanks to the Lord, for God is good, his steadfast love endures forever.”
Grace and peace to all,