The Christian high holy days are behind us. It was a long 40+ days for this first time solo pastor. Throughout the season I thought of many different blog posts -- I even created one in my head about the power-politics of foot washing -- but after 2 sermons a week, newsletter articles, and my ceaseless status updates on Facebook, I didn't have many words left. I'd considered going to Orthodox Holy Week services this week-end, looking to receive rather than give, hear rather than speak, take in rather than send out. Now, it's Saturday night, the Orthodox are beginning to gather for midnight mass and I'm still putting the finishing touches on tomorrow's sermon.
But today the Babycakes and I put pegs in the ground to mark the newly expanded garden. We went to Menard's to buy chicken wire for the garden fence and poles for the beans and concrete reinforcement for the new, improved tomato cages. The tomato seedlings are growing in their new pots. And with the Lenten spring done and a Chicago spring just beginning, I am ready to till the ground, dig in the dirt, pull up weeds, trim branches, haul compost, take in the harvest, and begin to put food up for the winter. All without speaking a word. And so will I be fed.
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Yay, you have returned to your blog! Great post, of course. Glad you are finding nourishment.
As an aside, who is Babycakes? And if it is who I think it is, do they know that is their official blog nickname. :)
Peace+
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