Our community garden, which occupies a corner lot, is surrounded by tagged buildings and pot-holed streets. The garden brings together families of all shapes and sizes, as well as master gardeners and community workers throughout the summer months. We are filled with communal wonder as we marvel at God’s creation unfolding before us. Our senses are bursting with a beauty beyond compare.
In these past few months, the signs of the times have come in unexpected events that shatter our most basic beliefs. There is no textbook to look up answers, only togetherness and hope and a willingness to allow the future to unfold with love. The garden has reminded us that thunder and lightning, flooding, and howling winds are invited into the growing process. All work for good. All are called. Providence is sighted. Growth continues. And, in the midst of it all, we deepen our understanding of God and ourselves.
How about you? Do you read the signs of the times?
Peggy Ryan, OP