During second hour on Pentecost, we celebrated Heidi's years of pastoring at Assembly. Carmen Horst, one of our interim pastors, told of being invited, along with other friends, to send a bead as a way of accompanying Heidi as she gave birth to her first child. We were invited to present Heidi with a bead and a written blessing as part of this celebration. These were later strung together as a gift for Heidi and the family.
I posted about seeing tadpoles at the Calendar Garden in late April. Heidi told me later she immediately took the boys out to see.
The cycle of life -- empty chrysalis cases on the crumpled leaf and a bright monarch butterfly in flight.
A candle for those Heidi leaves behind. That's a hazelnut on the base, to remind me of the words Julian of Norwich heard Christ say:
All shall be well, and all shall be well,
and all manner of thing shall be well.
Today’s sparks of light are of a different nature than recording the interaction of light waves on an object, three moments from this past weekend that made me smile.
There’s the wonder in a child’s face as he ponders the mysteries of changing colors in striped light bulbs. (Thanks Jeff and Joah and Goshen’s First Friday festivities).
Rebecca with her eye on the speeding soccer players out on the flat, Lily fascinated with Rebecca, and Caitlin with that careful mom's eye, making sure Lily stays gentle in her enthusiasm. (You can't tell from the photo, but Lily is enthusiastically shaking Rebecca's feet, and a moment later reached up to give her a big hug.)
And a common scene from the weekend -- a display with photos of the 90 or so children now at Assembly Mennonite Church, and adults striving to put names to faces, so they can honor one of the Privileges of the Child at Assembly -- to be known by name.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.