This Church Still Has Fire

Not all memories come flooding back because of photographs. Sometimes they can be a song, a word or phrase, or even a smell. For me, it’s barbecue. One whiff and, in an instant, I’m transported back to my youthful summers with barbecues across the street in the park, with sights of fellowship, family reunions and church gatherings. That smell has a way of lingering. It settles into your clothes, into your skin. Even after the fire has died down, it stays with you. Fire does that often. It marks you, sticking with you longer than you expect.

A Festival of Creation

It was timely to hear Kimmerer speak so close to Holy Trinity Sunday, when many of us will hear the beautiful creation story, or song, from Genesis 1. As we consider the relationship with the Holy Trinity, our relationship to other humans, our relationship with our siblings—human, plant, and animals--consider the deep wonder and joy with which Kimmerer the botanist writes.