Reflections on Faith and Community
In this blog, you will find weekly reflections on life and faith. My hope is that, in some way, they will prove helpful to you in your daily living. May God bless you on the spiritual journey.
Andrew S. Odom
On the first day of the week, at early dawn, they came to the tomb.” (Luke 24:1)
Children never seize to amaze me. Take babies at baptism, for example. Whenever I do a baptism at Canyon Creek, I make ripples in the water with my hand. Every single time I do that, without fail the baby becomes entranced with the movement of the water. Their eyes become fixed on it, watching the water bounce inside the font. I absolutely love the way that happens.
Last Thursday we all gathered together for a Seder meal to remember the Exodus and the Passover. It was followed by worship as we celebrated the Last Supper and gave witness to the crucifixion. It is always a powerfully somber service that ends in darkness and silence. This year after the service, I received a text from a dad who shared a conversation he had with their preschooler, who was mesmerized by the end of the service and silent until they got to the car. Then this, "Why did the service end so sad and not happy?"
“Sad. So do we do the ending and the rest on Sunday?”
So often we think our kids aren’t paying attention or don’t care. We are, of course, wrong on both counts. They pay attention more than we know. Like the babies who get caught up in the movement of the water, they are watching and questioning and putting it all together in ways we can’t always see. And yes, we did the rest on Sunday, and we will continue the rest each Sunday (and each day) from here on out.
Published on 03/28/2016 @ 10:36 PM CDT