I took a few days off after Easter to hike in the snowy mountains of Franconia Notch--it required spikes, poles and lots of core strength to remain vertical on icy surfaces. As I struggled along, Pam kept sending me photos of the sanctuary visuals she was putting together that spoke of "home." She's got a quilt, a cast iron pan, a rocking chair, a doll house, a globe, welcome mats and a rainbow church. Having hiked in New Mexico and Colorado most of my life, I think of the mountains as "home."
What speaks of "home" to you? Is it a landscape, a region, a people, maybe some fur babies? Maybe it's a scent? One of the shops we ventured into had a "Lake Cabin" scented candle -- it smelled like pine, flannel and wood stove.
The lectionary scripture lessons for the 50 days of Easter often speak of "abide" together in the presence of the Risen One. What would that mean to dwell with the family of God? What would it mean to think of our spiritual lives as home?
**There will be photographers available following the service on Sunday to continue to capture images for the photo directory.
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