Northwest Barrie United Church
Hanging outside my window at the office is the biggest icicle I have ever seen. I’m guessing it is about four feet long and good six inches thick at its base. It has been there since December, a silent companion; sturdy, majestic, and especially beautiful when the sun hits it at just the right angle releasing a rainbow of colour. It is also a daily reminder as I sit in my warm office that the cold of winter is just a pane of glass away.
Recently, my icy friend has become weepy. As the temperature climbs above zero it is shedding tears, as if anticipating its own mortality. It is shrinking into itself, literally, as it must give itself to the changing of the seasons. Or maybe it is shedding tears of joy, as it anticipates the new form into which it will be reborn, as its solid mass becomes lighter than air, and it is lifted towards the spring sunshine.
In the biblical book of Ecclesiastes it says, “to everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven.” The sure and certain cycles of the seasons remind us that life is always changing. We may long for things to remain the same, but they don’t. Every beautiful spring day is balanced by a cold and snowy wintry one. That is part of the magic and the tragedy of the world. As creations of the created world, we too live through the seasons of life. We too are part of the impermanence of things, as life contacts and expands, gives and takes, and opens and closes. We can’t stop the cycles of life any more than the icicle can remain the same through the warming of spring. It must change with the seasons. And so must we. What we do get to decide is how we will great the next season of life. Will we shrink away from it and let it diminish us, or be open the adventure of change, and let it release us into something new.
Just as winter sadly says goodbye to the icicle, spring is eagerly anticipating its return.
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