Waiting
| On the morning of his fourth birthday, our little one woke asking for The Very Hungry Caterpillar. The next day was Sunday again. The caterpillar ate through one nice green leaf, and after that he felt much better. Now he wasn’t hungry anymore, and he wasn’t a little caterpillar anymore. He was a big, fat caterpillar. He built a small house around himself, called a Cocoon, And he stayed inside for more than two weeks. Every book, every song, everything I’ve heard before sounds different now. Building houses around ourselves. Staying inside for more than two weeks. What transformations might be happening within? Bless the Lord, because he has wondrously revealed his faithful love to me when I was like a city under siege! Psalm 31:21 (CEB) I do feel loved. When I cry out for help- asking friends to pray- I feel a shift. In the night, I have returned to sleep. Some anxiety lifts. I feel like something is changing. Or some things are changing. But it is not yet clear what will emerge. Then he nibbled a hole in the cocoon, pushed his way out, and… he was a beautiful butterfly. I don’t know how we will nibble our way out. Or what we will look like when we do. We are still in the waiting. When things seem small on the inside, and dull and brown on the outside. Perhaps hollow or dead. Silent. All you who wait for the Lord, be strong and let your heart take courage. Psalm 31:24 (CEB) Which reminded me of the song Waiting by Jim Croegaert. (If you have the Heaven Knows album, you can find it there.) So much waiting. So that what hindered us gives cause for us to sing About your love As we wait inside our cocoons, not yet knowing what will be revealed. May you be strengthened. May your heart take courage. And may we find, in our transformation, what causes us to sing about Love. -Renée Service 4/26: Choosing the Promise Order of Service 4/26 Bulletin 4/26 |