When I started riding a motorcycle again, I noticed something that I didn’t remember from years ago and my first motorcycle. Every motorcycle that I would pass on the road would wave. It was often a subtle wave, a simple flick of the left hand in acknowledgement. Sometimes it would be a peace sign, or a simple point at each other. If there was a rider on the back, both would wave. People would wave even across the median of a four-lane highway. I asked a friend of mine to explain this phenomenon to me and he said, “it’s the biker wave.” It turns out that this wave is a very inclusive wave. There is no judgment about the bike you are riding, the clothes you are wearing, or even your choice of helmet or not. It is more an informal fraternity of motorcycle riders who understand one another in some way and are enjoying the road on two wheels.
Now, you may be wondering what this has to do with living with balance and life at Pilgrim Heights.
Well, here we go.
Over the two months that I have been living on this Sacred Space, it has been amazing the diversity of people I have “waved to.” At any given moment the variety of people enjoying this space is incredible. For instance, there was a day when a Lutheran church from Grinnell was having a leadership retreat in the Breim Room, there was a family reunion enjoying a picnic at the waterfront, and the UCC Confirmation Retreat was happening. In one day, all of these different people were waving at one another and getting a little taste of life at Pilgrim Heights!
In the United Church of Christ (UCC), we use the language of radical welcome and extravagant hospitality. In the UCC, we try in all of the settings of the church to live into those realities and they are very important. In all of the places that I have been blessed to live and serve we have tried to live into those realities. At Pilgrim Heights we live with a radical welcome and extravagant hospitality everyday.
Wherever you are on your life’s journey – we want to welcome you here to find what it is you need to find.
At Pilgrim Heights – we wave at every “bike.”