Monday, July 30, 2012

this morning

Yesterday at church was great fun. Even had two little boys come and stand at the altar with me (it was their birthday week) --so we had a priest on behalf of the Bishop (me), Deacon, a Lay Reader and two kids --elders, and the next generation... it was wonderful. An icon of the human family to present an offering of bread and wine at the altar.... And the little ones played with my stole and cincture as I prayed. We thank you God for the gift of creation --yank, tug, flip... And then I would surprise them and say, okay --bow like this now-- and they would.

Does the heart good.

Spent a quiet afternoon --see, it's fifth Sunday, so I don't have a scheduled church. In fact, the Mission Council organized the schedule and said they wanted me to take fifth Sundays off. Well... that ain't happening. If it's Sunday, I'm at church.... any way... so, I asked St. John's if they wanted me to come celebrate Eucharist with them, and they said yes! So, it was incredible, and almost like a Sunday off --not to drive any where.

About three o'clock I got a call. A drowning. Young man --about 22. So I got in the car and drove out the gravel road not far from town to be with the family while the police and recovery folk dredged the little lake. I drove back and forth to town more than once with family members... and was with them as they waited. And waited. And waited. And watched. It was horrific as the dredging hooks would bring up a great big gob of something and struggle to release it --and we would watch from the other side of the lake --but it would be nothing but moss....

The Tribal Chairman came out to be with the family. The Mayor. The Owner of the Lake.

The children ran and played. I guess we were at the Tribal golf course --the kids kept finding tees and golf balls --one found a club in the high grasses.

Food appeared. Of course.

The police stopped searching the lake at sundown --about 8:30ish. We prayed together as the sun went down --a shocking red and pink at the horizon that gave way to an incomprehensible blue....

They said they would continue this morning, at 5am. But as I write this I hear thunder, and where there's thunder, there is lightening, and I am thinking they won't let the divers and boats out on the water if there is the risk of getting struck by lightening.

So, my task today is to go and be with the family. And wait. And watch. And pray.

At prayer this morning
Almighty and eternal God, so draw our hearts to you, so guide our minds, so fill our imaginations, so control imbue our wills, that we may be know that we are wholly yours, utterly dedicated to you enthralled in your love and compassion; and then use us, we pray, as you will, and always to your glory and the welfare of your people; through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.

Please pray for the L. family, that they may have strength and courage to meet the days ahead.

Please pray for the police and divers and recovery folks.

Please pray for the soul of T. --in the Lakota way, it takes four days to figure out being dead and begin your journey to the Spirit World.