Only when a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, will it produce fruit. This is how life renews itself. For us this is an ongoing process. We are constantly letting things go, letting things die, as we move through life. Last year prior to the pandemic, we were used to how thing were unfolding. We thought the way things were done was the way. We were so full of life. Then the sickness came and the way we were doing things had to die. But, we didn’t die. We created, new opportunities and new ways to stay in community with one another were opened to us. Out of the death of one life, a new way of doing things, a new life was formed.
Even the need to wear masks caused how we physically looked at each other to die, but we didn’t stop seeing. We wore masks that reflected our personality, we learned to smile with our eyes. For me, it gave me permission to look you in the eye. What did I see? A great beauty that I might have missed had this death not happened.
