The year 2020 will forever stand out. It was a year that changed both our world and our lives. The year 2020 was also the year that gave birth to a vision at our church – a Peace Garden. Mary Lou Cummings and the Ministry and Community Connections Teams at Perkasie (PA) Mennonite Church envisioned this place.
The dream and vision of the Peace Garden was a spot of natural beauty that would become a place of rest and peace to all in the community. People who drove or walked by could stop to smell the flowers, choose a book from the crafted book box, or sit and rest on the repurposed bench. This vision became especially significant as we lived through the first year of the pandemic. Being outdoors gave us an appreciation of the constancy and beauty of God’s creation, and experiencing nature’s constant movement, even with the many unknowns, gave us a sense of security and encouragement.
Early in the life of this garden, as I finished working in the Peace Garden one afternoon, there were a few passers-by that made some lovely comments. Their comments helped us to realize how this little, and as yet incomplete, garden was already inspiring our local community. During lockdown and social distancing, we still had a way of reaching out to others.

The crafted book box, which is now part of the Little Free Library network, was repurposed and placed early in the life of this project. A diligent team’s vision and purpose are to keep it stocked with books that are welcoming, portraying justice and diversity.

After working in the garden on a Thursday afternoon, in the fall of 2020, I brought my grandkids to see the place. They asked if we could walk on the patio, choose books, and sit on the bench. There were four or five youngsters on bikes who came up as we did this, waiting until we were done. These school-aged children carefully discussed how to open the book box safely, Covid-style, and collaboratively decided to use their T-shirt ends to handle the latch!
As we continued to work in the garden over the next many months, preparing the beds, turning the soil, and planting, we were greeted and encouraged by people walking by. There seemed to be an overall feeling of gratefulness and thanks from our neighbors.
A woman who was on a walk, stopped to chat and admire how the garden was coming along, saying that it was a great idea.
A young man who was walking his dog came to donate a book. He told me how he had donated some other books recently when he noticed the box was empty and encouraged his wife to stop by and enjoy the garden too. He also shared his knowledge of many other free library boxes in the community but stated that he likes the fact that this one has a bench where you can sit, choose a book, and enjoy.
A grade school-aged girl on her bike, shouted, “Hi,” as I was working one day. As I looked up and responded, she smiled. As she rode away, she said, “You know, I come here every day to do my homework. I’ll probably see you again!”

“You know, I come here every day to do my homework. I’ll probably see you again!”
This spring, a Peace Pole will finally be added to our little garden. Long-awaited, it will stand strong, declaring peace, love and justice for all.













So when I learned the theme for
Our love has been put to the test in very specific ways as we have walked with congregation members in life and death. I witnessed people expressing their love by sharing meals, sending cards, sitting in silence, in unceasing prayer and in many other acts of love. I know this happens on a daily basis, not only at PMC but in all the churches spread out over our conference.
This year I joined the shared worship at Blooming Glen, jointly planned with Deep Run East and Perkasie congregations. Each of the congregations’ pastoral leaders had a part. I found my eyes becoming full as I watched them mark each other’s foreheads, after finishing marking those who came forward. There was something both beautiful and awful in the fragility of the statement “from dust you’ve been created, and to dust you shall return,” being spoken to pastoral colleagues I know and love.
Last Thursday, we honored the relationships we have with our credentialed leaders in an evening dinner with music. It was a lovely night with good food and fellowship around tables while listening to some Gospel Folk music by The King’s Strings. It felt like an extravagant night out for some of us. A few pastors incredulously and skeptically wondered how the costs had been covered. Two families from our community paid the bill as a gift, to show their appreciation for our credentialed leaders and conference. Our pastors who attended felt honored. It’s one of the ways we honor life’s fragility, through generosity and appreciation. I’m grateful for our donors and our time together.