There is freedom being immersed in Creation and as theautumn enfolds before us, the blossoming of each dawn gives a new opportunitybefore us to enjoy the majestic of summer’s mysteries. Autumn also brings thereturn of the fast paced chaos that consumes our lives. Children return to theroutine of school, adults return to the normalcy of the world of work and we asseminarians delve once more into our spiritual journeys. Sundays finds most of the middler class outand about in our Ministry In Context church sites, learning about parish lifefrom a pastoral leader’s point of view. OurMIC sites are the fork in our journey; an opportunity to explore parish lifeoutside of the safe bubble of our home congregations where we were perhaps always revered,cherished or elevated to being complete strangers, introverted-learning fromthe very beginning the complex systems of a congregation.
Gliding and navigating through the streets of Hyde Park onan early quiet morning allowed my mind and spirit to dwell in a comfortingplace of solitude. There was no crush of traffic, endless streaming noise of anIpod or MP3 or satellite radio; no words filling up the space between just therealization that there is beauty if one allows themselves to ponder yet thereare places where Creation is in pain and calls out to us, God’s children to notforget. There is a difference from riding through neat subdivisions in ChicagoHeights, IL as I bike ride to my MICchurch and riding through vast wastelands of emptiness, barren lots andshuttered stores on the other side of Cottage Grove as I, this past Sunday wasout on an ecumenical assignment visiting a well known Episcopal Church not toofar from the “safe” bubble of Hyde Park.
And yet, there is no difference how God sees us, nodifference how His Love pours out showering us with mercy and grace, nodifference how His healing hands continually soothes within our souls.
God’s Peace.
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