Dear Caldwell,
Sometimes we need to slow down and listen for God to speak to us, to show us a sign. Sometimes we have to be in a different place, at a different time to hear and to see.
Last night as I prayed in the sanctuary in vigil, I saw something on the cross above the choir loft. Take a look. Do you see a shadow figure hanging there? I don’t think I saw it during last year’s vigil, before Tom Bohr so aptly retrofitted that space to fit the Resurrected Caldwell.
I am reminded of the statement that “sin is the shadow cast by the light of the cross.”
Perhaps that shadow is there in my place, reminding me that it should be me hanging there, for all I have done to deny Christ in my actions, words and thoughts ….
Perhaps it is there for you ….
Perhaps it has always been there – for all of us – and we just needed new eyes to see it.
But … through the costly grace of an ever-steadfast God, the shadow does not have the last word. It will always be there, lurking opportunistically, but soon (and very soon), this Sunday as a matter of fact, it will be overtaken by the Light of the World.
Thanks be to God.