As I left my house this morning everything smelled like flowers. Today the yellow roses bloomed in the Emerald Street Garden. It wasn't until the 18th Century that yellow roses were discovered in the Middle East. They are associated with the sun, wisdom, and power.
This rose came from a land that we have perpetuated warfare on, the Middle East, stripping the land and the people of life and beauty. God bless our soldiers, bring them home, arm them with hammers and pipe wrenches, and bouquets of flowers.
Today is the Feast Day of St. Nereus and Achilleus Roman soldiers baptized by St. Peter who chose to let go of the militant might and to walk beside the lamb, carry the cross of non-violence and sharing. They left the army because of faith. Today is also the Feast Day of St. Flavia Domitilla, only granddaughter of Emperor Vespasian, niece of Domitian and Titus, rulers of the empire. She was also a martyr for her faith, turning away from the empire and her family.
(According to Jewish tradition, she became a messianic Jew,). Today is the feast day of these saints who were of the Empire, those who chose to turn away, those that said another world is possible. open your arms and flower toward non-violence. Like my friend Logan, a six year veteran of the Iraqi war, put down your gun and grow some roses. http://courageouscoward.blogspot.com/
In this space may a yellow rose grow, as we walk down the aisle with this bouquet of subversion . . . .
Thanks Logan. For what you have done, and for what you continue to do. PEACE to YOU.
Let's beat our swords into plowshares. Readying ourselves for Saint Isadore. Remember to smell the flowers.
Tonight I am visiting the Cramer Hill Community Development Corporation here in Camden to advise them with their gardening program, and to see their new garden, as we work to assess the food systems of Camden and sustain.