Find your light-filled place.

This morning, in my inbox, I found the following message from the Society of St. John the Evangelist:

Empty Tomb

For Jesus to stand to his full height, he had to leave the small, dark place of the tomb. For us to rise up to our full stature, we must leave the small, dark places of life. We must leave the many and various tombs of this earthly life, and find our way to the broad, open and light-filled places.

-Br. Mark Brown

This weekend features a special opportunity to experience a “broad, open and light-filled place.” Gala 2013Over the last few weeks, I have witnessed a flurry of activity as a team of dedicated parishioners pull together the myriad pieces of the puzzle that will become the St. Alban’s Parish Gala, which takes place this Saturday night, April 16.

Google defines a gala as “a social occasion with special entertainments or performances,” and says that it came into use in the 17th century and meant “showy dress.”  According to the Free Dictionary, a gala is “a festive occasion, especially a lavish social event or entertainment.”

While the Gala and its “showy dress” and other lavishness, will, indeed, be a festive event, it will be a “light-filled place” for another reason – funds will be raised to benefit organizations working to support children and youth in some of the most troubled parts of our city and the world.

Now, whether you plan to attend the gala or not, I challenge you to “leave the small, dark places of life” this weekend and live into the spirit of this delightful poem that Inward/outward put in my email inbox last week:

Ode to Gaiety

Go gloom
Begone glum and grim
Off with the drab drear and grumble
It’s time
it’s past time
to come undone and come out laughing
time to wrap killjoys in wet blankets
and feed them to the sourpusses
Come frisky pals
Come forth wily wags
Loosen your screws and get off your rocker
Untie the strait lacer
Tie up the smarty pants
Tickle the crosspatch with josh and guffaw
Share quips and pranks with every victim
of grouch pomposity or blah
Woe to the bozo who says No to
tee hee ho ho and ha ha
Boo to the cleancut klutz who
wipes the smile off his face
Without gaiety
freedom is a chastity belt
Without gaiety
life is a wooden kimono
Come cheerful chums
Cut up and carry on
Crack your pots and split your sides
Boggle the bellyacher
Convulse the worrywart
Pratfall the prissy poos and the fuddy duds
Take drollery to heart or end up a deadhead
at the guillotine of the mindless
Be wise and go merry round
whatever you cherish
what you love to enjoy what you live to exert
And when the high spirits
call your number up
count on merriment all the way to the countdown
Long live hilarity euphoria and flumadiddle
Long live gaiety
for all the laity

James Broughton

Oh, one more thing: If you attend the Gala, feel free to take pictures and upload them to this special folder:



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3 Responses to Find your light-filled place.

  1. Rev. Debbie Kirk says:

    Great post.

  2. Penny says:

    the Ode to Gaity makes me want to dance!!

  3. John Daniel says:

    Nicely done.. The boldness of the poem’s last lines is poignant
    . Good job, Charles

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