He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” Revelation 21:5
Losing an hour of sleep to Daylight Savings Time, melting snow, rising temperatures, a hint of bright colors to replace the browns and grays, longer days and shorter nights! Spring begins on Tuesday. Soon the cold and storminess of winter will give way to the freshness of spring.
Spring signals to us that God’s all about newness and presence.
Many years ago while serving a church it struck me that once a month on Communion Sunday’s we would unceremoniously dispose of the communion host in the trash and grape juice down the drain after worship. Nobody ever gave it any thought. After watching this happen a few times it struck me that Christ’s presence, vital and alive symbolized in the bread and grape juice during worship, afterwards what was left was discarded. I don’t know whether to call it an epiphany or just a vagary of thought but I realized that we could actually share this with God’s other creatures, the non-human ones.
My idea was to ceremoniously tender the communion grape juice to the earth where the tiny critters and plants could partake and the bread to the forest behind our house where the larger critters could also partake. Pocono Pete (Esther Motts) a colorful character in that parish and well known throughout the Pocono community loved the idea. She told me of her own critter feeding rituals that begins at 3 AM daily outside of her house. An avid naturalist and frontier woman, in the day “Pete” used to hunt and trap to eat, she also taught herself taxidermy, she simply loved the idea that we would share “the Lord” with God’s critters. Hence I’ve been sharing “the Lord” with God’s critters for many years now and the critters are certainly aware of this. There’s surely a sermon here but I’ll stick to brevity. Of late, have you noticed nature stirring in anticipation of a full wake up? May the beat and rhythm of the newness of spring stir in your heart and soak into your soul like a forest brook on a fresh spring day.