The fog is thick this morning, and I am grateful to be enshrouded by it. Close with my thoughts, close with my concerns, just holding so much close. Some days it’s just too much to look out the window and watch the flow of life going to and coming from the high school. The burdens on the hearts there weigh on my soul. Across the street a family struggles to hold on to property it has held for generations. Next door, those charged to serve and protect are vigilant in doing just that. I am connected to each through prayerful and neighborly watch, reminded that on most days that tendril of care seems to be enough.
But I am called to do more. I am called to connect face to face. To know my neighbors, to hear their stories and learn about their woes. It is what we do for one another in this fractured time and gentle space. We love, perhaps gingerly, perhaps boldly, with laughter or tears, hugs or words that affirm. We are in this mix together, and as we seek your face we find it carrying a backpack, wearing a shield, drawing with crayons, and assigning homework.
You are everywhere, and the fog reflects your glory in ways the sun cannot convey. I thank you for that subtle and steadfast presence, especially on days when I hold things close.
Anne Fraley is rector of St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in South Windsor, CT. A life-long dog-lover, she escapes the demands of parish life volunteering for animal rescue groups. She occasionally succeeds at reviving her blog at reverent irreverence.
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