Sunday Morning Whethers

Whether you wake up this morning wishing you were in a jam-packed room of people who share your faith OR

Whether you wake up relieved you don't have to—

Whether the firmness under your feet is affirmed by people you know and love OR

Whether the solid ground on which you walk is wilderness ground—

Whether love sounds like a raucous choir
Or the sleeping breath of someone near you
Or the rambling stories of a child
Or the clack of keys as you write
Or the whisper of the wind
Or the enveloping womb of silence.

For all these whethers and weathers, silences and storms—
Today the Gospel is clear:
You are enough.
You are endlessly loved.
You are welcomed into the holy work.
Let's go.