It was an invigorating, pedal-to-the-metal kind of a week, full of early mornings, course planning, expectations, connections, and preparations.
The weather finally turned cold over here in NJ: I took a run in the freezing temperatures on Friday morning feeling quite at home, and yet I’ve also relished the opportunity to rest inside while the wind swirls outside this weekend.
What have you been up to?
I’ve been contemplating these words about doing less, these from the always wise and timely Anne Lamott, and wondering how I can make a visit to this amazing sounding coffee shop sometime in my future?
On Saturday morning I grabbed coffee with a seminary alumnus friend for some good, hearty conversation about academia, life, and faith. Yesterday afternoon I combed the UPenn Anthropology museum with some friends and then went to a lovely cocktail party to celebrate another friend’s birthday down in Philly.
Finally, this morning, Evan and I attended church and got to listen to reflections on faith and history. The pastor read from Dr. King’s “I Have Been to the Mountaintop” speech which he gave the day before he died. You can listen to it here. His words are on my heart and my mind as we honor his memory and his dreams tomorrow.
I’ve been praying for wisdom as I begin to teach, for China, and for grace. I keep hearing from other wise voices and God’s that I need to continue to let go and live into the harmony of the present, embracing and remaining open to what can and will be.
I’ve been missing walks in the village, the families I grew close to, even the misty sweltering Southwest China weather as of late! But I am comforted when I see God’s hand in leading me back to this concept of harmony, so woven throughout the fabric of Chinese life and morality.
Could it be that God weaves a harmony in our lives that we are created to crave but in our sinfulness also so easily dismiss? And could it be that fulfillment and life-giving transformation often involve minute acts of yielding to God’s harmonic rhythm rather than moving boulders, mountains, or dreams with our own two hands?
I hope your Sabbath has been restful…may you yield to God’s perfect harmony this week and give God praise for mountaintops, dreams, and the present.