The Pastor’s Pen

Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.

Isaiah 43:18-19 

         It started yesterday. Taking out the morning recycle, I was serenaded by a flock of geese orienting themselves southward. The soft pad of new mown grass was replaced by the crunch of leaves, curled too soon to gold. Tomato vines propped cheerfully all season, collapse now under the weight of their bounty.

         Every turning season bears forth the uneasy gifts of both gratitude and regret. Tinged with anxiety, we cast nervous eyes toward woodpile and pantry, wondering. Have we played too hard in this trickster warmth, stayed too long at forgetful avocations? Is there yet time to fill the larder, chop wood, gird our loins for the bitter season of fading light? 

         The Holy One promises to provide for us in every season. But one thing we know for sure. Only the fool travels towards winter empty handed. We will need more reserves than we think. The way will be longer than we imagine. Challenges will appear, and with them, the tools needed to prevail.

         The God who makes a path for us through every wilderness, appreciates it when we show up with shovel in hand to participate. The God who brought all things into being can provide what we need entirely without our help, of course. Nevertheless, God invites us into relationship for our pleasure.

         Like the small child pushing a miniature grocery card alongside mama in the store, God can surely gather the necessary provisions to care for all the hungers of God’s people without our help. But oh what we would miss if we didn’t get to pull a few things off the lower shelves all by ourselves. And how bereft we would be if not allowed the sweet companionship of coming along for the ride.

         As the golding begins, trust God and keep walking. Whatever the journey ahead, whether your way seems insurmountable or your burdens light, all that you need will be provided for you.

         And so it begins.

Prayer: God, the way seems long and the road difficult. Give me the strength to put one foot in front of the other, the courage to keep walking even when I can’t see where the journey will lead, and the faith to forever to trust in you. Amen

God’s grace, mercy and peace,

Pastor Verlee