This week as I journey with the Canadian church through General Synod my senses have been immersed in the presence of the Holy Spirit. As we have gathered each day, whether in worship, dialogue, or learning, my ears and eyes, heart and head have come face to face with God.
As I look into the eyes of others in the church, as I listen to their words, their hurts, their challenges and joys, I have not been immune to the pain and potential of this moment.
This seems to far away from my first experience of General Synod. In that time, there was hope and expectation, joy and exuberance, with little chaos or contention. There was new love, new potential and the beginning of vocation for me. This day, as we prepare to find a way to walk together into the decisions of the body of Christ, I hold on to the images and sounds of a people wrestling and struggling. I listen more deeply, through the struggle, and still hear the echoes of love, of hope, of joy.