August 12, 2016
How do we best take in the landscapes we pass through? Too often we miss things that are right before us because we have grown accustom to looking at them in the usual way or we simply rush by. Past adventures tend to shape the expectations of the next journey. “Having been there” can too easily diminish the light of dawn - the uniqueness of any particular day in any particular place.
The nudge of a friend’s, “did you see that” can make us a little more attentive to the beauty that surrounds us, refreshing our tired eyes. Every journey, near or far, holds the promise of allowing us to see all that freely comes our way.
I grew up near the shores of Lake Superior. I experienced the bone chilling winds and came to appreciate the warmth of wool and a good pair of boots. My dad delighted in his July vacations especially after working outside on the railroad through the long winter months. I have learned by my return trips that the landscape of my childhood is about many things. I am always learning more from it. Like a moonlit harbor that makes for solitude and reflection. Like the waves of the lake that bring to mind the passage of time - the built in rhythms of rest and work - the cadence of faith and service.
Those who walk alongside of us often help us with such perspective, a way of seeing with appreciation, an encouragement toward taking on the challenges.
The community of faith and the witness of the church surely go with us in our travels – we are companions on the journey. We move along in paths of mission, we take notice of a sustaining grace and the presence of God’s steadfast love all around. Together we share in such gladness and find a way forward with hope, a vision toward the goodness of our shared labors.
Therefore since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus the pioneer and perfecter of our faith… Hebrews 12:1-2