On Thursday afternoon I wrote an e-mail that was bittersweet. The note was an end of program-year farewell to the members of the Wednesday Morning Bible Study (WBS) that I lead at St. Alban's Church. It was bittersweet because while I might enjoy Tuesday evenings in a different way over the summer I will miss our weekly wrestling with Holy Scripture - trying to make sense of it, trying to see the good news in it, trying to understand the context for a particular passage or a particular witness or author. Together this year we've wrestled with the likes of Leviticus and with Deuteronomy and more recently with Hosea and Ecclesiastes and as of late, Ezekiel.
Like all small adult formation groups at St. Alban's (Way of Life, EFM, Core Curriculum, book groups and our newly formed men's spirituality group, etc.), as we study and learn we also laugh, we wonder, we cry and sometimes we are befuddled! But somehow we always manage to find the pearl of great price buried within the various witnesses to our Judeo-Christian tradition whether that witness comes from a new insight about the bible or from the sharing of a personal story or experience of the Holy Spirit among the faithful. Thanks be to God!
The image above is a photograph of a sculpture that has captivated me ever since I saw it nearly twenty years ago. DC residents will recognize it as the bronze casting of St. Jerome in front of the Croatian Embassy on Mass. Ave. in the Kalorama neighborhood near Sheridan Circle. Among other things St. Jerome is credited with the first translation of the bible from Hebrew and Greek into Latin. Another image of the sculpture makes me think of the temporary break I'll get from Tuesday nights... nights when while reading the bible and preparing for WBS I feel like this:
As St. Jerome said, "Good, better, best. Never let it rest. 'Til your good is better and your better is best..."
Happy Monday, happy summer and even though summer approaches... don't forget to Tolle Lege (Google that)!