Disciples, Apostles, and Saints!
Getting COVID at the beginning of the program year really throws off one’s timing. I don’t recommend it!
And yet living continues. I was going to use the phrase “time marches on,” but time isn’t the only thing that happens. We can’t abstract time out of our experience of living.
We often speak of time as if it were something we can isolate from our lives. It’s how we wake up one day and realize we’re older than we remember being (or at least the people around us are). It is also how we can speak of the happenings of the world without connecting with our stake in it.
One of the things I have tried to avoid doing since March 2020 is participating in the abstraction of time; pretending that somehow living was put on hold by the pandemic. That we didn’t have new experiences and new opportunities; as if the experience somehow didn’t count as life!
My life wasn’t on hold for a couple of weeks. But that language reveals a lot about what we actually value about life.
And yet, here we are! We hosted Holypalooza, gathered for our annual picnic, and this week, we kick off the year with K*I*D*S Worship.
So much living! Indeed, even the tiniest bits can transform lives.