One part of this last almost two years of Covid 19, and now the Delta Variant, has been the skewing of time. Many of us have had altered work schedules with being at home sometimes to work and being at the shop, (whatever your shop looks like), to work. Our children have learned more in a year and a half about life than ever before. It has not been typical for any of us, and we can't wait for normality to set in. And, it is good to have hope, the hope of normal appearing once again. However, let's not forget that time ticks by whether we are at our home office, worshiping in our parking lots, or rushing through grocery shopping avoiding massless people. We can't stop time.
So, I've decided that the youth groups I minister with will be offered the opportunity to help write liturgy to bless time as school starts. There are blessing of the back packs, schools, teachers, and students - but, now of all the seasons, as the second autumn of Covid is among us we need to hang onto the sacredness of the passing of each day's rotation around the sun. The arbitrary assignment of numbers to that passage should be a reminder that each segment that passes holds all the possibility that we can imagine.
Hold tight to those moments that you feel time is moving too quickly or too slowly. It is in the moments of awareness and breath that we open our hearts a little wider to the blessings of this moment in time.