One Story, Two Parts

April 16, 2019

Beloved:

          The journey into darkness is more difficult when Easter comes so late.  Everything is so alive already!   Lots of tulips opened yesterday and we are eating lettuce from my husband’s early crop.   I cleaned out all my porch pots to ready them for planting and can hardly wait until May 6th, my self-imposed safe date for planting in the ground.

          All the same, Good Friday comes first.  Its shame and sorrow are the context of Easter’s joy.  Each requires the other be fully entered in.  Yet they are not two stories but one, the story of Love’s willingness to walk through any fire and confront any power between that Love and us.  Told in the smallest of ways, with words and songs and candles on Good Friday.  With food and friends and music on Easter morning. 

          Small, but not too small for our hearts to know what’s what.  That we are loved by the Love that will never let us go.  That life is therefore good and we have cause for joy!  I look forward to worshipping with you Friday at 7 PM and Sunday morning at 9 AM.

~peace & prayers,
pastor annette