The Final Sunday on the South Lawn [Proper 25B - Psalm 126]
The Rev. Jeremiah Williamson Psalm 126 The Final Sunday on the South Lawn Sometimes I see old pictures, pictures from a time that no longer exists, pictures from way back in the year 2019. And in those old pictures the world looks different. There are no masks, of course, very little concern about personal space, and an alarming lack of distancing, and that is always a bit striking. But more than that, I see in those old pre-pandemic pictures a people who have not yet lived under the cloud of disease. They have no idea that life is about to stop. And change. And change. And change. And scar them in ways still not entirely known. They have no idea how many people they will bury, hundreds of thousands of people killed by a virus of which they have not yet heard. Those pre-pandemic people had no idea how a world would respond to a global pandemic of this magnitude. They co...