Click this link for Pastor Marian’s Reflection for 5-10-20 Mothers’ Day
Click this link to hear the hymn: Mothering God, You Gave Me Birth
Hymn #735 ELW, Stanzas 1 & 3
Mothering God, you gave me birth in the bright morning of this world. Creator, source of ev’ry breath, you are my rain, my wind, my sun.
Mothering Spirit, nurt’ring one,
in arms of patience hold me close, so that in faith I root and grow until I flow’r, until I know.
(Photos from Emily Darby’s trip to Rome 2019)
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” Robert Frost
From Jason Whitney:
Sermon of the Lark Ascending:
‘The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome
it’.- John 1:5
In 1914 as the world experienced the first World War, Ralph Vaughan
Williams wrote the piece ‘Lark Ascending’ based on the 122-line poem
by George Meredith. The original piece of music was for violin and
piano and then in 1920 was re-written for violin and orchestra.
The piece is astounding in its atmosphere, creating the stillness of
nature and the Lark as she sings bringing inner peace and light as she
ascends the skies. How important to have written this piece in such a
time period of rapid transition; the meeting of two gods of war, one
from the days of horse and wagon, the other of the new day of
machinery from the rapidly advancing technological world.
I find that this beautiful piece offers insight to the quote from John
above. In utter darkness when humanity faces wearily yet another
crisis of global scale, we find that light continues to shine through
the darkness. In fact I truly feel that in a time of crisis and the
crisis in faith that it can bring, we find those that feel, experience
and share this light.
Today as we face social distancing we have seen the new technology
bringing light to the world. Musicians are doing concerts online.
Poets are reading and sharing through social media, classes are being
taught for free, people are reaching out to the vulnerable making sure
basic needs are met.
We are strong and resilient and we have so much within to share with
one another. We have so many ways in our extensive vocabulary of
spirit to diminish darkness and to allow ‘the Lark to ascend’ from the
wellspring of our soul.
We have seen such promise with the Coronavirus outbreak; tireless
medical workers, countries closing borders, and creativity that
refuses to relinquish light to the recess of despondency.
I have hope and faith that we will get through this. As a compromised
person myself if I were to succumb to this virus, my spirit refuses to
be crushed, refuses to dim. I feel more than ever that as this clay
body shows signs of wear, my heart shines ever stronger. It feels as
if the sun shines on all indiscriminately, as the Lark ascends and
light spreads to a weary world and all beings.
‘ But we have this treausre in clay vessels, that the exceeding
greatness of the power may be of God, and not of ourselves.’ –