In August, the summer of 1987, I covered an important conference for Praying, the bimonthly magazine on spirituality NCR once published. It’s nearly 25 years ago now. It was the first gathering of people from Christian churches all around the country who were interested in exploring the links between Christianity and the growing tide of ecological awareness and concerns.
On the shores of Lake Webster in north-central Indiana, the homely yellow flowers of the jewelweed nodded quietly in the humid summer breezes while lively chickadees foraged overhead in the red oak branches like shoppers at a garage sale. Goldfinches nearby, dazzling in their bright yellow and black feathers, uttered their rhythmic call as they moved among the rough leaves of the asters searching for seeds. Winds off the lake fluttered the leaves of redbuds and sumacs in the late summer afternoon. Bright sunlight gilded and fired the intricate edges on the long banners of cloud overhead. The reflection shimmered on the ruffled surface of the waters.