a kind of vulnerability

Palm Sunday

We often think that vulnerability is a kind of weakness,
but there’s a kind of vulnerability that is actually strength and presence.

Holy Week has begun in very different way this year. There were no palms to hold on Palm Sunday, no parades as we sang hosanna.

This year we face a challenge new and risk-filled. A virus! Unlike one we have ever faced before. Our need for protection, our need to be separated from one another put many of us in front of screens in our homes- be they computers or televisions – it was the way we gathered for this first day of Holy Week. The prayers, the readings and music were all familiar. Our spirits stretched to reach a common, sacred place. 

It is easy to feel vulnerable. Outside of our doors there is a real sense of threat and much is unknown.

On Palm Sunday we are reminded that vulnerability is not always about weakness. The actions taken by Jesus speak to strength and courage. He entered Jerusalem, knowing it would ultimately cost him his life. He went into that city looking triumphant but he knew he was vulnerable and so he entered strong and present.

Holy week has begun in a very different way this year. Like all the people who waved palms of welcome and hope as Jesus entered Jerusalem, we cannot see the future. We can only breathe in this moment, with prayer and gentle patience  


Quote: Ram Dass

Epiphany’s truth

The Epiphany unveils a powerful truth: that if Jesus is Lord, then Caesar is not Lord, nor Herod, nor all the violence of the world.

Remember: “when Herod heard this, he was frightened.” Amen.

May it be so.


Quote: Sara Miles
Image: ‘The Three Wise women’ Lore Raymond

The whisper of the heart

In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen,
we can hear the whisper of the heart giving
strength to weakness, courage to fear, hope to despair.

Howard Thurman

Morning flight

IMG_0195You too can fly. But that cocoon must go! Anonymous

Good morning all! 

The air is crisp. It is certain that Fall has arrived.  

In formation birds fly toward their winter homes. Their direction only understood by an internal compass. No worry, no fear – only the feel of air under their wings and the pleasure of sharing the journey with others. 

This is also true for butterflies. As the season brings cooler days they begin their own journey toward more temperate climates. Beginning their lives with only the ability to crawl, these beautiful creatures weave their own protective covering to experience a transformation filled with mystery and miracle. 

With wings strong enough to carry them hundreds of miles, never could there be flight if butterflies held onto their cocoons. 

Let today be a day to fly. Inspired by the butterfly’s transformation – may we find courage to leave the cocoon behind. May we stretch our wings finding them strong enough to carry us over the miles of our hopes and dreams.