From the Pastor
The view out my office window has been remarkable for the last couple of weeks. First, there are the two flowering trees that have just burst into full bloom, announcing in no uncertain terms that spring has arrived.
More exciting even than that, however, is the view just to the left of those trees: a big empty yard where our old playground once stood. Two weeks ago, a crew of volunteers removed the old equipment, which had served the church well but had outlived its usefulness. The old playground was built as an Eagle Scout project back in 1999. It’s fun to think about all the children who played on that playground over the years, the laughter that rose up from that spot. And it’s exciting to picture our kids playing on the new equipment this spring. I just got word today that the new playground will probably be installed next week. If all goes well, it’ll be ready for use on Easter morning, and we’ll plan a dedication celebration there sometime next month.
There’s something holy about what’s happening out there in our front yard—spring arriving in bursts of blooming color, clearing out the old and well-used to make way for the new. That’s the story of Lent, actually: writer Sarah Parsons calls Lent “a clearing season,” in which we make space in our lives for the holy work God is doing through us. It’s the dying and the rising, the despair turning to hope, the sun rising in the morning after a long, deep night.
In these final days of Lent, as we walk this ancient path together, I pray that you will be on the lookout for signs of new life bursting forth all around.