Reflections from Rev. Krista

Reflections from Rev. Krista

Dear People of St. Paul’s,

Spring is here! The days are longer and the sun is out, shining on the rolling green hills that surround us. Birds chirping have replaced the sound of wind and rain. St. Paul’s is a hub of activity, the roses have been pruned and are now showing signs of green shoots. The world seems to be waking from its winter nap.

We are in the midst of Lent, a season to prepare for Easter. The word Lent is derived from an old English word that means lengthening, just as the days lengthen during springtime. Lent is intended to be a time to wake up our spiritual lives, to find ways to grow and flourish. That sounds good, doesn’t it? The truth is that, just like our roses, our spiritual lives need a good pruning to be able to have new growth.

When I was younger, I wanted to be a doctor. I was in all premed classes and fully prepared to graduate with honors with a degree in biology and a minor in chemistry. Everything was going according to my plans until I entered Organic Chemistry 201. There was a point, and I distinctly remember that moment, when I knew there was just no way I was going to survive that class with anything above a C. As a dyslexic I was hopeless with memorizing the different directional reactions. Organic Chemistry 201 was my downfall.

This was heartbreaking and devastating. I took the summer between my sophomore and junior year to do some soul searching and some pruning. I looked to where light was shining in my life and discovered that most of my free time was with kids. I spent every summer at an Episcopal camp as a counselor and after classes I worked as a nanny for three families who lived on the same street. I was determined in my classes but I really didn’t enjoy the lab or any of the classes. When I really dug down, I was in it because I wanted to prove to others that my dyslexia didn’t define me. Ironically, by doing so, it did define me. I was so doggedly determined that I was ignoring the very things that I loved.

I pruned. I added an elementary education major to my biology degree and started working full time with kids, and I thrived.

Thinking about St. Paul’s, I think back to volunteer Sunday when we announced the 50 active groups at St. Paul’s and the incredible work they are each doing. I wonder what ministries we are called to lean into and to put our energy into. I wonder where we might need to reshape or even replant in more sunlight.

May your Lent be one filled with the promise of new growth, new life and restorative pruning.

Happy Lent and Easter!

Many Blessings,

The Rev. Krista Fregoso