Seeing Green
Christ is risen! Alleluia!
The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia
Easter Monday. 9:45 a.m. Mountain Daylight Time. A beautiful day in Casper, WY
According to an article in this morning’s paper, Sunset Magazine located Yellowstone in Montana. It’s a plot by the Montana tourism people to confuse you. Yellowstone National Park is in Wyoming. Don’t believe everything you read.
I’m breaking my Lenten fast with a black and tan—in this case a white and milk chocolate double breve. Look that up in your Funk and Wagnall.
My thoughts on this Easter Monday are random, as befitting someone who has spent way too much time in church in the past week. It was literally every day (but Saturday) with a brief and refreshing foray Wednesday into the local temple for the Passover Seder.
RANDOM THOUGHT ONE: Fourth Use of the Law
Not to be outdone by the biblical archeologists who have received so much publicity after the “discovery” of the Gospel of Judas (can Dan Brown be far behind?), theologians announced—just in time for Easter—the discovery of a fourth use of the law.
The discovery was made in last week’s TV listings. Following Wife Swap at 8 p.m. was at 9 p.m. The Ten Commandments. National Geographic plans a TV special soon.
RANDOM THOUGHT TWO: Seeing Green
About a year ago, I came to Casper for the second time (the first time had been a month before in March). I “candidated” as they say, and we bought the house. This year, I remarked to the chair of the PNC that the drought must really be over because everything was so much greener now than it was when we were here a year ago.
“It isn’t any greener this year than it was last year,” he said. “Your eyes are just more used to seeing brown now. When you come from Kentucky, it looks brown here. When you live in Wyoming you can really see green.”
After the brown of the Lenten wilderness, I celebrate the Easter green.
Christ is risen! Alleluia!
The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!
Lynn
The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia
Easter Monday. 9:45 a.m. Mountain Daylight Time. A beautiful day in Casper, WY
According to an article in this morning’s paper, Sunset Magazine located Yellowstone in Montana. It’s a plot by the Montana tourism people to confuse you. Yellowstone National Park is in Wyoming. Don’t believe everything you read.
I’m breaking my Lenten fast with a black and tan—in this case a white and milk chocolate double breve. Look that up in your Funk and Wagnall.
My thoughts on this Easter Monday are random, as befitting someone who has spent way too much time in church in the past week. It was literally every day (but Saturday) with a brief and refreshing foray Wednesday into the local temple for the Passover Seder.
RANDOM THOUGHT ONE: Fourth Use of the Law
Not to be outdone by the biblical archeologists who have received so much publicity after the “discovery” of the Gospel of Judas (can Dan Brown be far behind?), theologians announced—just in time for Easter—the discovery of a fourth use of the law.
The discovery was made in last week’s TV listings. Following Wife Swap at 8 p.m. was at 9 p.m. The Ten Commandments. National Geographic plans a TV special soon.
RANDOM THOUGHT TWO: Seeing Green
About a year ago, I came to Casper for the second time (the first time had been a month before in March). I “candidated” as they say, and we bought the house. This year, I remarked to the chair of the PNC that the drought must really be over because everything was so much greener now than it was when we were here a year ago.
“It isn’t any greener this year than it was last year,” he said. “Your eyes are just more used to seeing brown now. When you come from Kentucky, it looks brown here. When you live in Wyoming you can really see green.”
After the brown of the Lenten wilderness, I celebrate the Easter green.
Christ is risen! Alleluia!
The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!
Lynn
posted by Rick at 9:28 AM
2 Comments:
Lynn, I’m interested in how our eyes adjust, but I’m also wondering if the adjustment is a good thing or a bad thing. Perhaps, it’s a neutral thing—though I find that hard to believe (in almost any case). It is good, I want to think, that your eyes have become better at seeing green. Surely, it is. But our eyes don’t always get better the longer we’re in one place. While over time we come to see things we missed earlier, we also come to overlook things we saw when our eyes were fresh. How do you see this?
I'm working on a sermon for the 3rd Sunday in Easter--which I'll preach this Sunday so don't think I stay that far ahead--and seeing is the key--seeing what we often don't see. In my post easter hangover, I probably didn't express everything I meant by seeing green. Part of it is a celebration of being here now instead of back where it was always green and about appreciating green wherever it shows up. Green for me is life.
Still hung over, I guess. I may have it all thought out more by that Sunday sermon.
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