It’s a bit unusual to have such contrast in the same day but not unheard of, by any means. I had two emails at work, one announcing the birth of a colleague’s new grandchild. The other one gave notice that another colleague’s thirty-four-year-old son had been killed in an accident.

To one family, the joy of new birth, of new life. To another, incredible sadness, shock and pain. In one family, a baby received with excitement and anticipation. In the other, three children lost their father and their mother lost her friend and lover.

In continuing confirmation of this world’s mix of giving and taking, another announcement celebrated the birth of yet another colleague’s grandson. In response to my congratulations, she thanked me and told me that her aunt had just passed away. Sometimes, the bitter and the sweet meet in the same house at the same time.

As long as this world continues, there will be such stirrings. Although this world often has its fine moments, there is never any lack of tragedy and disaster. The earth shudders and shrugs its shoulders, mountains heave and entire communities vanish. Spring comes, bringing its glory of bloom and blossom and other as well. Warm air and cold collide and houses are tossed about like toys, smashed and shredded like paper and popsicle sticks.

Through all of this, we must never fail to lift one another up in prayer, whether in praise or for strengthening. And, let us also rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep.

Our sharing helps make the celebration full and the enduring possible.

H. Arnett

4/1/11