This summer it only seemed appropriate that I would re-read The Secret Life of Bees during my fledgling bee charming attempts. As a gal who can derive great insights into faith life reading books on beekeeping as a science, this book is overtly nourishing on a spiritual level. Generally I'm not one to re-read books (there are just so many out there to read) but this one is in a different category.
It certainly came up on Friday when I was invited to pray with the new group of volunteers who will be serving the marginalized in Denver this coming year. For better or worse, I shamelessly introduced this hobby and all I'm learning about it, as a prayer to send the volunteers off to their service sites. I was loving it.
Much of what I shared with them, I've already shared here. If you care to re-visit any of the rich bee-keeping metaphors, click on the related posts. As for Sabbath thoughts for this weekend, I'll leave you with a couple of gems I've been sitting with since finishing my favorite book.
"I had never thought of it like that, and it gave me a shocked feeling, like maybe I had no idea what kind of world I was actually living in, and maybe the teachers at my school didn't know either, the way they talked about everything being nothing but carbon and oxygen and mineral, the dullest stuff you can imagine. I started thinking about the world loaded with disguised Marys sitting around all over the place and hidden red hearts tucked about that people could rub and touch, only we didn't recognize them." -pp 141-142.
"And when you get down to it, Lily, that's the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to love--but to persist in love." -- pp 289
I listened to the news about the hate that's come to light in Charlottesville, tonight. On my walk home, I watched a great horned owl scouting a school soccer field --the 'wise,' beautiful and silent creature that it is, and I wonder what wisdom looks like at this exact moment. August's words resonate with me--not just to love but to persist in love.