Pentecost + 5 - Year A
Were Jacob to dream tonight he might not have a static ladder in the background, but a movie visual of a time warp. With all those once predictable stars or angels whooshing by there may still be a moment of foreground revelation that this particular instant is as important in hyperdrive as a starting and ending place.
In this moment there is assurance available - no matter what, we are not alone.
And so we bless the stones in our lives. No matter what form the blessing takes or by what name it is later known - once and forever, a blessing occurred. Whether speeding by or sitting zazen, blessings can be missed - both being recognized and scattered.
May you receive the assurance you need to mosey on to the next part of your journey, strewing blessings along the way, no matter what stone or weed might yet be stumbled over or need to be removed.