It's just that right now I'm busy as all get out...
See there's this guy....but not quite sure I'm willing to share any more than that at this point.
But also, I haven't had a full day off since I got back from Houston 13 days ago. Between Lent, and pastoral care, and Girl Scout Appreciation Sunday, and two consecutive Saturday Pre-Spring Cleaning Work Days at the church, I haven't had much time to do anything but respond to RM and Matt and DickieCronkite.

So I thought I'd just add a few words about my sermon for tomorrow. Lots in there about sight and light...with the Ephesians text telling us we are light and Jesus healing the blind man in the John text. So how does my brain work? Light...blind...seeing...movies about seeing...movies about the blind...movies about the blind who can actually see if only metaphorically...shazam! "Butterflies Are Free!"

So in "Butterflies are Free," Edward Albert as Don is 19, blind, and has escaped the Scarsdale suburbs for flower power San Francisco so that he can fall hard for waifish, immature Goldie Hawn. His mother, played brilliantly by Eilleen Heckart is a successful children's book writer, who created a blind super-hero character "Little Donnie Dark" whose catch phrase was "There are none so blind as those who will not see." Don will use that line on his mother and her inability to see that he has grown and matured and is not the scared little boy she has to protect....and I argue that Paul is all but calling the folks in Ephesus blind when he tells them, rather forceably that they are light...He's calling them to see the light in themselves and in one another...

So that leads to the meat of the sermon, which I won't bore you with...but the other challenge was to make this sermon fit Girl Scout Appreciation Sunday...which this is for us....and so I'm sitting there sorting through some GS websites and discover that the founder of the Girl Scouts in the US was deaf....hmmmm....There are none so deaf as those who will not listen, perhaps....Hmmmmm....that sounds like the religious leaders who won't hear that Jesus has healed a man, but rather only hear that he worked on the sabbath and have a cow or twelve...unlike the healed man who sees and hears all and is restored to wholeness, even though he doesn't understand how.

So as some of us say...the way in...is Little Donnie Dark and the way out is the Girl Scout founder...and somehow this becomes a sermon about seeing the good in you and the good in all God's children....as seeing the light in us and the light in others.

Pathetic? Perhaps...but that's how my process works. The Spirit works in mysterious ways, doesn't She? Or am I stretching to see any divine intervention in something like this?