One year ago, at this very time I wrote to you these words:
“A wind from Ghana has swept in
and we are filled with the Holy Spirit and the delight of God
in the face of his son, George Neequaye!”
A year ago, we stood in that liminal place that we talked about on Epiphany, the liminal place of a doorway and standing on both sides of the threshold; by nature, a vulnerable place; we stood in that place and extended Welcome and Hospitality.
And now, one year later, a wind from Ghana has swept in again:
George sent us a Christmas Card with that wonderful African symbol that means: Except for God
We are swept up into 2018’s hospitality journey with these Christmas greetings.
George is feeling nostalgic for our company as he keeps up with us in the parson’s letter. He loves us and sends us greetings of Merry Christmas, and at the mention of it, we well up with an international love held in mutuality from half way around the world.
And suddenly in our mind’s eye, we feel ourselves standing in the doorway again, on both sides of the threshold, reaching and loving, and calling out.
We can see his stature and playful grin,
and hear his laugh and wallow in his preaching words and clever accent.
And his singing. . .!! Oh his singing!
I can see him, now,
stepping out from his flat on a Sunday morning,
clad in his High Church vestments, ready to worship and greet. And love.
We have been changed, because we opened our doors to George.
We risked love,
loss, possibility, challenge.
We risked knowing and being known.
We did something that hasn’t been done before,
and it took the likes of everyone to pull it off!
And it paid off! A Wonderful experience!
But there was no way to know ahead of time. . . what it would be like.
And now we’ve said good-bye yet again, to our second seminarian in as many years. First there was Matt, and now, Bob.
Bob Farrow has graced our presence with class and sophistication,
his wholeheartedness and
gentle listening spirit,
and ever-ready sense of humor.
He stepped into the requisite vulnerability of being a student!
That was his risk.
We risked welcome and allowing another to know and be known.
Bob loves us and we love him.
We stepped into that liminal space again when we said good-bye and bade him well,
and we risk the loss of his going.
But we have written it on our doorposts,
that we love God with heart soul mind and strength,
and that’s how we get through it!
That’s how we endure a love that sustains a bit of sorrow.
And now, the wind of God sweeps in again,
this time with a -3*C chill,
because it comes from Helsinki, Finland!
We opened our doors and welcomed a holy family on Tuesday.
Toni and Katerina Makela, and their little 2 year old boy, Daniel, arrived.
They are delighted with their apartment and will be our guests for one semester as Toni begins his studies at Candler School of Theology at Emory University.
And don’t you know. . . here we are, still painting and carpeting and working with the fire marshal on ‘crash doors’ and emergency exits, and then last evening the thermostat went out, the room went cold, and the bathroom lights quit working!
But you know what?
Our faith community at Highpoint
keeps the love,
lives the love, and
walks in love,
and all is well. . . (space heaters, extra trips, phone calls, repairmen, ladders, patience, and paint rollers notwithstanding!)
Keeping, living, walking in love, with you,
That is what we are doing with this open door of hospitality.
Reverend Ruth Pattison
Rev. Pattison serves the people of Highpoint Episcopal Community Church as the Parson, exercising her gifts for collaborative leadership through preaching, liturgy, and the pastoral arts.