This post was delivered as a message in Spring Friends Meeting on Eighth Month (August 11, 2024).
Today after meeting, Wendy and I are going to a small family birthday party, for a great-granddaughter who has turned seven.
That quiet gathering will be a very modest landmark in what has been a very intense and weird month.
For that matter, this last four weeks have been vivid pieces of a weird patchwork quilt that raggedly covers eight long years.
Or nine years actually. It began as I watched an almost surreal ride down a golden escalator. From there it set off an improbable clamor that reached its first peak in an earthquake on November 8, 2016.
Not a geologic earthquake, but a political and cultural shaking every bit as real. Continue reading Rebuilding After the Earthquake, and A Birthday Rainbow