It has been a fabulous spring around St. Sebastian (though
we could use a little rain.) The azaleas
that we almost lost year to some sort of disease were treated and blossomed this
year with a vengeance. The tulips and
daffodils grew like dandelions and the lilacs are almost choking in their fragrance. I kicked Sebastian’s (my dog) ball into a
pine tree and it looked like the tree caught on fire so much pollen rose into
the air.
But all that is fading and now we are entering into summer;
a season known more for its greenery that flashiness of color. But that doesn’t mean growth isn’t still
going on. The bush trimmers, weed
pullers, and grass cutters can testify to this.
It is much the same for the spiritual life. We just came out of a season of flowers, fine
vestments, extra candles, extravagant music, and extra pomp and
circumstance. Save for some exceptions
(such as this weekend and next) the priest will be wearing the green of
ordinary time. This, however, does not
mean a return to the ordinary of last summer.
We do not cast off everything that happened this last season and growth
does not stop. It might not be the
splashy growth of celebrating the resurrection, but there is growth
none-the-less. We are to take the
advances we made in Lent and Easter and now make that part of the new normal so
that when we enter into the next spring of our growth, it will lead us to a new
level so that the next ordinary will be extraordinary.
1 comment:
I love Ordinary Time.
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