Glory

It's not easy for clergy to assess what happens through Lent, Holy Week, Easter. On Thursday evening we had the best-in-my-ministry attendance for the service, strong on Friday, rather disappointing on Easter morning. Certainly everyone who played a role of leadership in all the services from Palm Sunday to Easter did a splendid job. Our choirs and Loaves and Fishes were dedicated, as usual, the young people led as though they were born to it (thanks Laura), and our behind-the-scenes Worship and Music committee and office staff made everything look effortless.

I sat outside for a while on Saturday afternoon, a blessedly quiet interlude, and read a novel. My camera was by my side and I caught the Goldfinches at the feeder. With the late Easter this year I watched these finches go from a rather dull pale brown to brilliant yellow as the mating plumage of the males came into full glory. Lent means "lengthening," as in lengthening days, and we all appreciate the movement toward light in the season. I had never really thought about the brightening feathers of a tiny bird representing the movement toward Easter brilliance before.

And wouldn't you know it, the Google homepage tells me that today is the birthday of the ultimate bird nerd, John James Audubon.

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