Many faithful, hard-working church staff members and parents have conquered VBS, the Great Game (Baseball) will soon be the only sport in town (Go Red Sox!), a cloud of humidity has settled on the southern states, stuffed minivans make their way to pools and beaches, and the hurricane season is just around the corner--a sobering reminder of our fragility.
The is the right moment to consider "Time."
A special thanks to Sean Michael Lucas for pointing me to this one:
"The understanding and honoring of time is fundamental to the realization of who we are and how we live. Violations of sacred time become desecrations of our most intimate relations with God and one another. Hours and days, weeks and months and years, are the very stuff of holiness."
"Among the many desecrations visited upon the creation, the profanation of time ranks near the top, at least among North Americans. Time is the medium in which we do all our living. When time is desecrated, life is desecrated. The most conspicuous evidences of this desecration are hurry and procastination: hurry turns away from the gift of time in a compulsive grasping for abstractions that it can possess and control. Procrastination is distracted from the gift of time in a lazy inattenativeness to the life of obedience and adoration by which we enter the 'fullness of time.' Whether by a hurried grasping or by a procrastinating inattention, time is violated."
Eugene Peterson, Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places