Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who labor and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. – Matthew 11:29-30
It’s a beautiful Labor Day morning here in Wake Forest. There’s not a cloud in the sky, it was 58-degrees when I walked Scout, and Rebekah and I were able to enjoy breakfast and morning devotions out on the deck.
The summer heat is not over, not nearly; but mornings like this one sow the seed of hope, reminding us that we enjoy actual seasons here, that change is written into the DNA of life itself, and that we are continually moving forward into the promise that’s always alive, consistently fresh, unfailingly brand new.
promise that’s always alive, consistently fresh, unfailingly brand new.
I often feel this way after attending worship at WFPC – renewed, hope-filled, engaging life and promise. We’ve been in North Carolina three years now, and we’re still in a season of rebuilding, of recalibrating, of redefining our sense of identity and mission, of understanding exactly what it means to be a uniquely reformed witness in a faith-community landscape dominated by dozens of versions of essentially the same church.
Because of that we’re still in the process of rediscovering who we are; and – with our 25th birthday coming up in October – our church is poised for adulthood with a vision for raising this family of believers in a church home that is becoming a center for disciple-making, healing, wholeness, and new life.
So the butterfly in our garden caught my attention this morning. It spoke to me of the truth of the constancy of new life, of the promise that is ours to engage each and every new day, and the transformational nature of faith, the gift of not only tomorrow – but today.
In love and because of love – DEREK