Pastor's Message

from Hoverings May 2018

“Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away,
for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom;

they give forth fragrance.

(Song of Solomon 2:10–13)

Just in this past week, the bush our Kenyan partner, Lawrence, planted at my house finally blossomed…much to my relief. I was afraid the frost had killed it! As I walked with my mother yesterday, she exclaimed at how green Vermont is, so many shades of green! It seems a miracle that she is here and settled into Bradley House. As Nancy Miller lay in her last hours, she exclaimed that she must be “in paradise,” her first glimpses of heaven were so beautiful, so “like Hawaii.” To paraphrase one of our favorite songs, “We can’t hurry God, we just have to wait”—and at the end of the waiting comes more than we could have hoped for.

At church we are now well into our 251st year, grateful for the generous offerings of last year and the constancy of the giving, and now, not looking back so much as forward: to the renovations provided by Capital Campaign funds and what new ideas our church will embrace. Young(ish) members of the church are working on a new vision statement; Patty Meyer and John Majonen are updating our website, Facebook page, and brochure, and we can look ahead with some excitement to some innovations on the property and in our life together. We can ponder how best to use the property next to the church. Do you imagine a playground? A covered picnic pavilion? A community garden?

In the Holy Land, the blossoming of flowers is especially poignant when the “desert blooms” and we realize the plants have been there all the time, only needing a bit of rain. And we humans, what is it we need? A breath of fresh air? The fragrance of lilacs? The call of the red-winged blackbird? The taste of fiddleheads? A dip in the river? The sight of a child, a friend? Summer brings us so many blessings—something for everyone.

Without coats or jackets or boots we can walk out our doors and meet God in so many forms! At Pentecost on May 20, we celebrated the many peoples of the earth all bound by the Holy Spirit. Let
us also feel, taste, smell, and know God’s presence in everyone, everywhere, and everything.

“Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old.
Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.

(Isaiah 43:18–19)

With blessings,