Yesterday, my church was a sycamore tree and God was a hummingbird. Maybe I should qualify that by saying that God was POSING as a hummingbird, but I believe that the Logos or Word of God is present in everything created so, for me, there’s not that much of a difference. After all, the Gospel of Thomas has Jesus saying, “Raise the stone, and there you will find me; cleave the wood, and there I am.” But back to my September Sunday church in the sycamore tree…
I was not actually IN the sycamore tree, but the patio of my second story apartment places me right next to the extensive branches of the stately tree, and so when the light filtering through the leaves tickles my face as I rest there, it’s as if I can become a part of the tree itself. There are times in the morning when the leaves are haloed and especially gorgeous.
My time on the porch Sunday morning was primarily for the purpose of reading Dr. Bruce Epperly’s Holy Adventure (a 41-day guide to “audacious living), and so with my body resting on the two-seater there (and my dog, Cotton, occupying the other seat), I began to read. While I was immersed in the reading for Day 4, I heard the constant chattering of one of the hummingbirds that frequents my feeder, just when Dr. Epperly invited his readers to “Visualize yourself sitting in your favorite place of beauty.”(p. 45) It was nice that I could do even better than that, as I was already present in that very real place. He continues, “Experience the unique beauty and wonder of this place. Feel its peace and tranquility.”
Hummingbirds are always a wonder for me, and to be able to catch them in a rare moment of stillness, perched on a branch, seems like an overabundance of grace. As I listened to the hummer’s vocalizations, I began speaking softly back, whispering my gratitude and love for this perfect little being. He or she grew very quiet and almost seemed to be listening to me as well. In that moment, everything paused and I experienced a brief respite of inner peace that was nothing short of a Eucharistic communion.
As Elizabeth Barrett Browning has written in her poem “Aurora Leigh”, and Dr. Epperly has quoted:
Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only [she] who sees, takes off [her] shoes,
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.
Here, in this place, the Spirit of God whispered on the breeze through the branches, outlined leaves in light, spoke through the chattering of a hummingbird, flowed through my mind in grace-filled words, and held my heart in the palm of Her hand for a blessed moment of stillness and beauty.
Marble cathedral Sunday services rarely get any better than that.