Holy Grounds: A brave new world

Yes, my candidate won.
Yes, I believe in his ability to unite this country.
Yes, He has an amazing organization already in place to effect change.

Yes, I know others are sad today.
Yes, the concession speech by the other candidate was beautiful, and perhaps more authentic than any I have heard lately from his campaign.
Yes, I know people are worried about a young black man who could change the world.

But the only thing we have to fear is fear itself (from another candidate who people doubted)
And God is still God of all principalities and powers.

And now... WE HAVE GOT SOME WORK TO DO!

Holy Grounds: A season of earth

Yesterday afternoon, we went for a walk. It was a beautiful day, and we were a little too far into the walk when we realized the sun would be setting a whole hour earlier than the day before.

As we walked back to the car, the early evening sun lit up the landscape as it set.

Now, I've often heard people remark on the amazing number of greens in nature and the landscape.

I found myself speechless at the number of browns.

We are in the season of brown. No longer do we have yellows, oranges or reds on our trees. They have been gone for weeks now.

But the browns... the colors of earth that you can almost smell...
The hue of the deer that has been darkening as the winter approaches
Even the water, sky and sun take on this earthy hue, as they too quiet down for winter.

Perhaps we should altar the church season colors to an array of browns to reflect this time of deepening...