Resources that once were right in front of us (quick trips to the grocery store, for example) are just gone. It hurts that our patterns and preferences have been interrupted, and yet, maybe part of what we are to learn in this time is how to adapt and adjust and change for the sake of community. That’s a huge challenge, and when possible, it’s worth taking slowly. And there is still work to be done that is right in front of us… it’s just not necessarily our “regular” work. For those still reporting to work, there are new requirements, new precautions, new focuses. For those who have been forced out of their regular jobs, there’s the work of being furloughed, the work of supporting others, the work of reshaping our dreams and our finances. That is difficult work and not to be taken lightly.
So, yes, the pollinator box started me off on a theological musing about how faith is sometimes right in front of us and sometimes not. And like the pollinators, faith needs a place to call home, a few things to assist in the building process, and the right place to do its work. Weird, but this Palm Sunday, I was ok with weird.