SUNDAY afternoon nap ahead --
home from Jackson Hole and 2 church services. This is Memorial Day weekend when JH has its Old West Parade or as some call it Old Wet Parade. The weather on Saturday In Jackson was rainy and cold. When I left Lander it was sunny and hot - good thing I remembered to put a jacket in the car. Driving from Jackson out to Wilson (a suburb LOL) I saw the white suburbans of VP Dick Cheney's Secret Service (well not so secret when they sit at all the intersections with flashing police lights) - so I assume he is spending the weekend at his home in the Valley. This morning it was foggy and cold as I made my way to church. No VP or spouse at church - always makes for an interesting morning when he does come - the Secret Service rings the outside of the building and sits mixed in with the congregation trying to look like parishioners. But they have that scanning look on their faces and hearing aid like devices and are extremely fit. Luckily they call ahead to let us know.
Today I expected fewer people due to the holiday, and the weather, plus it is the annual "Spring Fling" - a fundraiser for the hospital at Jackson Lake Lodge that is a big social event. People often rent rooms so they don't have to drive home after partying late. But we had a good crowd and it was fun to see old friends and new members. I was the interim assistant there for 2+ years. The web site for St. John's Episcopal Church has the sermons from Sunday every week - usually takes a few days for the latest one to appear.
After a stop to see a 90+year old friend who is now in the Living Center, I grabbed a turkey, avocado, and muenster cheese sandwich from Bagel Jax for the road. No moose or buffalo on my drive through the park - just fog and mixed rain and snow. By the time I got to Togwotee Pass - there was quite a bit of snow on the roadsides but none on the road. Tourists were out throwing snowballs at each other - enjoying the taste of winter. As I came down the mountain towards Dubois - a mountain bluebird perched on the barbwire fence post. Lifted my spirits as otherwise that part of the trip is hard with all the trees being cut down on either side and the new road cuts for the re-construction of the highway. The road needs repair and some resetting of dangerous turns but it is still heartwrenching to see. The rest of the trip across the Wind River Reservation I listened to AIROS Native Radio Network and the traditional songs and drumming woven into new creations of blues, world beat, and country tunes.
Sermon today was on the Ascension. I think it is a difficult Holy Day around which to wrap our modern minds. In the earliest days it was believed that one "ascended" through caves, then the portrayal of Jesus going up through the clouds became popular, but now we have seen the earth from outer space and we don't know quite what to do with merging the idea of an ascension and what we have seen. Perhaps that is why one does not see big celebrations of The Ascension as often. Regardless of how Jesus left us for the next stage of our life in Christ - we are called to be God's hands and heart here and now.