Having the church shutters open to let the morning light in and create a space where folks in worship could see out, and folks outside could see in. It’s a small thing, but if it moves us to be more outward-looking, it matters.
Commissioning our graduates today by forming a huge circle holding hands around the sanctuary and praying for them. What a powerful community I serve.
The smell of honeysuckle in the air that takes me to my parents’ backyard in Texas.
Impromptu communal dance parties with strangers. Music might be the greatest tool to breaking down barriers there is.
This amazing writing shared by my friend Dana on Facebook. I need to discover more writings of Naome Shihab Nye.
The Arabs used to say,
When a stranger appears at your door,
feed him for three days
before asking who he is,
where he’s come from,
where he’s headed.
That way, he’ll have strength
enough to answer.
Or, by then you’ll be
such good friends
you don’t care.
Let’s go back to that.
Rice? Pine Nuts?
Here, take the red brocade pillow.
My child will serve water
to your horse.
No, I was not busy when you came!
I was not preparing to be busy.
That’s the armor everyone put on
to pretend they had a purpose
in the world.
I refuse to be claimed.
Your plate is waiting.
We will snip fresh mint
into your tea.
(Red Brocade, Naomi Shihab Nye)