“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…”
Holy Week blog post from Bishop Susan Goff
The beach after a storm is a place of wonders. With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, I get up before dawn on the morning after a storm in order to be outside as the sun rises. I find
A tree trunk lying askew, as if casually tossed by a giant hand
Deep gullies and rivulets carved out in places they hadn’t been the day before
The sand stripped away in some spots and piled high in others
Shredded beach umbrellas and bent beach chairs strewn every which way
Buoys and boogie boards, broken pails and toy shovels in myriad colors
Piles of shells, oh the shells, including a complete conch.
Amid the wreckage and the surprises, life goes on.
Sandpipers continue their dance at the edge of the breakers
Gulls cry overhead
Pelicans dive and dolphins swim.
Life goes on, changed and ever new.
Holed up for a year, I hope to live with eyes wide open
to see the ways the pandemic has changed the landscape
to lament what has been lost and broken
to discover the surprising wonders.
I hope to recognize how life goes on without demanding that it be the way it was before.
I hope to find
beauty in the wreckage
life amid the loss
color in the brokenness.
I hope for courage for us who are part of the life that goes on in a changed and changing world.
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The Rev. Joani Peacock, Editor for Emmanuel Voices: A Parish Blog