January 4, 2017
ALL MY LIFE’S A CIRCLE
Rev. Matt Broadbent
For everything there is a season and a time for every matter under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
I am running in circles trying to get things put together for the move, clean up my office, say goodbye to those I may not see in church, while still planning services for this month and writing sermons. Do you remember the Harry Chapin song? This is my theme this month.
All my life’s a circle; Sunrise and sundown;
Moon rolls through the nighttime; ‘Til the daybreak comes around.
All my life’s a circle; But I can’t tell you why;
Season’s spinning round again; The years keep rollin’ by.
So here I am walking down El Camino at 7 in the morning to pick up a U-Haul van to take a few things over to the condo in Aptos. I am taking advantage of my son-in-law, who is still on holiday break from teaching, to help me lift several heavy, awkward items. And as I am walking down the street I look up and see a lighted sign for Colonial Mortuary, and just beyond it another lighted sign for a Pre-School Kinder Care, signs of death and birth, side by side. And this was the day after I spoke with someone about their memorial service, had a consultation with the vet about if, and when, to euthanize our dog (“Not yet,” she advised), and thinking about the baptism of the baby “Jesus” in another week. (If you were at the Christmas Pageant this year, you met the baby Jesus, who was not the least bit upset with the big, loud Angel shouting – Glad tidings of great joy! – in the background)
It is amazing how the cycle of life and death turns by us like a wheel rolling downhill.
I was reminded of our first visit to San Jose shortly after we had moved to Santa Cruz in 1983. It, too, was a rainy January. We were setting up house and found a furniture store we wanted to visit, but, being unfamiliar with San Jose we got lost. In our wandering around we looked up and saw a sign for a Sausage Factory right next door to an Animal Hospital. We always wished we had taken a picture of those signs, but that was before the days of smart phones. I wonder if they specialized in “weiner” dogs?
Life goes ’round, we have to laugh. Save your tears for things that really matter, and let us find joy in the new year, new adventures, new challenges, new friends, as we move ahead with the blessings of old friends.