My daughter and I were driving to play practice today. It was raining. This is not surprising. It’s March in the Northwest. I was running late. This is also not surprising. It’s a Saturday. I don’t know about you but when I think of the ideal Saturday it does not include an alarm clock in the morning. It includes a large breakfast and pajamas until noon.
However, sacrifices must be made when important things come up. Our church has its annual presentation of Bow the Knee in about two weeks. Bow the Knee is a musical about the death and resurrection of Jesus told from the vantage point of a Roman soldier. Since the play is in two weeks, practices are in full swing and so lazy Saturday mornings are on hold.
I’m married to one of the Roman Soldiers. I think he enjoys the tough growling and marching as a balance to all the pink and frills he’s surrounded by living at our house. I like the costume although it’s a little odd to see my husband with that much makeup. My daughter is a peasant girl. We lost her costume in the move over the summer so later today we’re headed to the fabric store. I don’t sing and I don’t act but over the past nine years I have developed some skills were styrofoam is concerned. I’m on the set design crew. Mostly I just do what I’m told.
Today I was told to have the four-year old at practice, so I dutifully put on my clothes and dragged us both out to the car and we were driving in the rain. My daughter asked “Mom, where is the sun? I can’t see it.” I said, “Oh honey, the sun is still there, it’s just covered in clouds and rain.” She responded “Mom, how does the sun still light the world when it’s covered up”. I grinned. What a perfect teachable moment. “Honey, the sun is strong enough to give us light even when it’s covered up.”. She said “I know, because God is powerful.” And the child becomes the teacher.
You see, the Son is powerful too. Powerful enough to shine His light to the world even when it’s covered up. And that is why we spend our Saturday mornings at play practice.