This session of art camp, we are “considering the lilies of the field.” Today, I watched our field literally fill with arriving campers and their families, bringing brightness and curiosity to our mountain camp. Since I am new to the camping experience here at ShrineMont, I don’t have the hang of the schedule yet. It was a few hours before arrival that I realized I would be offering a homily, and the intervening time slipped quickly by filled with registrations, welcomes, and ice-breakers. Suddenly, it was time for worship.
I like time to mull over and meditate, but camp requires the dexterity of being on the fly. I was saying a little prayer that went a bit like, “help me…I don’t know what to preach!” when my daughter called to me and pointed out one lily in particular: a Resurrection Lily. This particular flower sends up leaves, which wither away. But, weeks later, a single stalk topped with multiple pink blooms appears following that time of dormancy. It is surprise, resurrection. It catches us off guard.
Like the passage I was preaching from (Matthew 6:25-34), I had no reason to be anxious. My nervousness over details faded as I realized that all is well, all is provided. God is here, with us. We are called in this very present moment to simply stop worrying, be still, and notice. In that space of God’s nearness, we also experience resurrection. Thank you to the lilies who preached to me with beauty, and offer up today’s small point of light.