Funny
how words take on different meaning in different contexts and other words
maintain their meaning but exist in a variety of contexts. To return almost always has to include
leaving. If you are returning something
to its rightful place, well you are going to leave it there. In our court systems when something is
returned, an indictment, a verdict, someone will be leaving something behind, maybe
their freedom. And when we travel,
whether returning to someplace familiar or returning to someplace for the first
time, we had to leave something behind.
Sometimes we look forward to returning, like I look forward to returning
to Scotland someday. Sometimes we hold
the return in dread, like often I resent having to return to work. The word of the day is return.
My image
is a familiar sight if you have ever left the Isle of Iona. The staff aligns the jetty and bid you farewell. They do it in creative ways, which I will not
share with you in case you have not yet had that privilege. Now on this particular day it was lovely
weather, but they bid adieu regardless of the conditions. Perhaps the most touching part is the next
part of your journey will be on a bus, for an hour on single track roads,
returning you to the “real world.” It is
little wonder the Scots say goodbye with a simple “haste ye back.”
But by
far, my favorite return can’t be captured in an image; returning to the
sanctuary of my home church. I was there
when the first spades of dirt were turned. I wrote the number of trips left to
seminary on its concrete slab. I have
led worship, read scripture, served communion and “done church” in that
place. However, when I return to its
structure, alone, in the peace and stillness of early morning or late evening,
I have no doubt that I have returned to God.
In the steamy, sticky, dirtiness of each day, when it is easy to forget
what I should be about, I can return to this place and know. Just know… God is there and goes with me as I
return to the world outside.
This is a thin place.
Thanks, Dawn for sharing the "thin places." Makes me think of my own. Miss you. Tracy
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