This strange year, when there could be no gathering in the church, blessings upon Child Education Director Nancy Eubanks for bringing out all those butterflies to line Polk Street, Church Street, and the 120 Loop.
The tug of the church this morning was so strong that Brandy and I joined our friend Susan in a walk from her home to the church. As we sidled past squirrels, other dogs, and one unflappable cat, Brandy appropriately barked to raise the dead.
[Photo by Susan, at the moment that Brandy noticed a dog in the distance.]
Home again, we tuned into Facebook where Fr. Daron and his family live streamed the Easter service from their living room. In his sermon, Fr. Daron said that Christ's Easter miracle doesn't erase suffering and death from our lives -- the resurrected Jesus still bears his wounds. The difference is, since God has been in the midst of suffering, sin, loneliness, anxiety, that we can be assured of light at the end of our tunnel.
But, especially in a time like this, we naturally wonder, where is that light? Fr. Daron reminded us of Martha, who believed in the resurrection at the last day, yet didn't feel comforted by that knowledge when her brother Lazarus died; the apostles, though they had the assurance of eternal life, ran away after the crucifixion. Can we be any different? Fr. Daron said, yes, because we have the Holy Spirit in our midst.
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