Washed in Nostalgia

Now the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain to which Jesus had directed them. When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. And Jesus came and said to them, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”

–Matthew 28:16-20 (NRSV)

WitLasth the end of the semester fast approaching and thoughts of graduation and summer crowding my head all-the-more with each passing day, I tend to get nostalgic this time of the year.  Mixing my nostalgia with this year’s Religious Life theme, I offer this poem by Carl Sandburg.  Enjoy.

Join us at this week’s final vespers service of the year at the gazebo on Wednesday at 7pm as we reflect on this passage from Matthew’s Gospel.

Until then, have a great week and see you along the way.

“Evening Waterfall”

By Carl Sandburg

What is the name you called me?–
And why did you go so soon?

The crows lift their caws on the wind,
And the wind changed and was lonely.

The warblers cry their sleepy-songs
Across the valley gloaming,
Across the cattle-horns of early stars.

Feathers and people in the crotch of a treetop
Throw an evening waterfall of sleepy-songs.

What is the name you called me?–
And why did you go so soon?

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