My African Proverbs Desk Calendar reads, “Where two rivers meet, the waters are never calm.” (That’s from a Ugandan saying.) This morning, I am comforted by that idea. There are so many rivers in our lives – so many rushing waters and so many still waters… and yet, where two rivers meet, the waters are never calm. So as the river of this pandemic meets the river of church life, there is activity. Where the river of grief meets the river of dreaming, there is stirring. Where the river of people I know meets the river of strangers among us, there is true possibility.