Breakfast at Heatherhope is a reward for completion of morning chores, prayer-of-thanks time for the long chain of harvest to truck to mill to truck again to middleman to grocery to cereal bowl…and a time for coffee brain and deep thoughts about the world outside and the world inside.
This particular morning Connie and I responded to friend Pat’s reflection after our Monday evening start into the Book of Hebrews: “The Holy Trinity might be the most beautiful model of unity in diversity that we have.”
Just then a flicker of iridescent green caught my eye. Our guest for our morning reverie was a mother ruby-throated hummingbird at the feeder just outside our window. A startle. A blessing. An enigma of 53 times a second stillness.
The font of my faith is of moments like these. Lofty concepts must follow far behind. And if they are concepts woven of wisdom, they must always be playing catch-up.
