"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1
It was one of those warm sunny afternoons we had last week. A fulfillment of the promise of spring that many had been longing for, and it certainly felt good to have that promise come to fruition, even momentarily.
Sitting in my office, a window open, the hum of tires on Cornell nothing more than background noise. And then there was the sweet song of a red-wing black bird. I do not know how to write that sound out in words, but was unmistakable and it took me all kinds of places. From my youth in the flat lands of northwestern Ohio through sitting here in Beaverton, Oregon.
God as a red-wing black bird? No. But the Creator constantly present. The song of an unseen, but readily recognizable, bird, a reminder of those sweet words from scripture. Hanging on to hopes, bolstered by possibilities, not always things that can be described or even readily pictured. The Spirit speaks to us again and again, and sometimes we need help listening.
Just in time for Pentecost.
"Almighty God, by the power of the Holy Spirit, you have given us life, granted us wisdom and blessed us with your abiding presence. You care for us and provide for our needs. May our gifts to you and those around us help breathe new life into those in need and be a tangible sign of your ongoing creation. Amen."
Wednesday 6:30 pm Vesper Service
Thursday 7:00 pm Council Meeting
Sunday, Pentecost Confirmation Celebration @ 11:00 am Service