CHRIST
IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith for the Years of Winter… ©
I
woke up this morning with my mind, stayed on Jesus
Woke
up this morning with my mind, stayed on Jesus
Woke
up this morning with my mind, stayed on Jesus
Allelu,
allelu, alleluia…
I
love that old spiritual, at all times, but especially right now because it is
very difficult for me to keep my mind stayed.
Six
weeks ago we moved 650 miles from a fairly large house to a fairly small condo.
Even after giving two tons, literally, away, we brought too much. We are trying
to fit in to this nice but smaller place, and find our way around, and find new
hair dressers and doctors and dentists and coffee shops and plumbers and…
Bill
and Mike, two of my oldest and closest friends, died within two days of each
other. Bill I had been grieving for two weeks, knowing he was dying. Mike had a
heart attack and lived for less than two days.
I
am preparing memorial services for both of them. I fly to AZ on Tuesday to do Mike’s
service. That means booking flights and printing tickets and finding our way
into and around strange airports, and packing for strange weather, and all the
indignities and anxieties that go with air travel. And remembering to have the
mail held, and…
I
am also preaching and serving communion Sunday for a friend who is out of town.
My
mind flips from serving communion to grieving Bill and Mike to preparing their
services to the airport to… It is not stayed!
When
I sing, though, especially those simple choruses and spirituals, it stays my
mind. Not forever. I have to keep bringing my mind back to a lot of different
things that need to be done. But I’ll keep singing… and… well, Allelu, Allelu,
Alleluia!
John
Robert McFarland
johnrobertmcfarland@gmail.com
Tomorrow
will probably be my last post for a week or so. In the meantime, I hope you
wake up with your mind stayed…
The
picture is of the Pine Mountain ski jump in Iron Mountain, MI, the highest
man-made ski jump in the world. I started reflecting on Christ in winter several
years ago, when we followed the grandchildren to the “place of winter,” Iron
Mountain, in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula [The UP]. They are grown up, so we now
live in Bloomington, IN.
I
tweet as yooper1721.
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