I'll admit it. I am an adult who plays PokemonGo. I was out walking the neighborhood playing Pokemon a couple weekends ago and found myself playing a second game - see what else I could "catch" by intentionally observing the spaces I was moving through. I hadn't made it more than a few blocks when I spotted this rock. Just hanging out with some weeds under some hedges, near the sidewalk. I don't know the rock's personal history or its goals. I do know that I experienced a mental frameshift, a lifting of spirit because of our encounter. Spotting the rock "loosed" in me a will to wonder. I felt lighter that weekend. I spotted many other treasures on that walk, I think because the rock helped loosen the rigidity of worry, the weight of responsibility that I easily and willingly carry with me.
This week as I encounter this scripture, I am thinking how I might invite my congregation, and myself, to loosen ourselves from rigidity and worry so we are willing to receive the strength we find in wonder - whether a literal or metaphorical rock.
