
This year, we are preparing to celebrate our 45th year in ministry. I think it is appropriate that we are also in anticipation of the arrival of spring. During this season, we focus on reflection and renewal, both in nature and in our lives. Forty-five years ago, in 1980, I was just beginning my ministry as a young associate pastor. Little did I know that just a short time later, my life would take a new direction, leading me to Tuscaloosa and the beginning of my chaplaincy at DCH Regional Medical Center. It was a pivotal year, filled with personal milestones and the seeds of what would eventually blossom into my time as Chaplain at Kirkwood by the River.
While Independent Presbyterian Church was founded in 1915, it took decades for the vision of a retirement community to take root. But when Kirkwood finally opened its doors in 1980, it was with a clear commitment to not only providing exceptional care but also nurturing the spiritual well-being of its residents. The chapel, prominently visible upon arrival, stands as a testament to this priority. The sound of its chimes echoing across our campus serves as a gentle reminder of the values that are at the heart of our community.
Spring in Birmingham is a delightful dance of warm days and unexpected chills. Just like the budding daffodils and trees remind us that new life is on the horizon, the season of Lent prepares us for the joy of Easter. The symbolism of new life emerging from the earth resonates deeply with the promise of Christ’s resurrection. It’s a time of anticipation, a time of hope.
At Kirkwood, I often witness this theme of new life in the stories of our residents. Many arrive after experiencing significant life changes – the loss of a spouse, the challenges of living alone, the gradual shrinking of social circles. But here, at Kirkwood, a remarkable transformation often occurs. A best friend from childhood who once lived across the street now lives down the hall. An interest in health and wellbeing brings with it a group of like-minded exercise enthusiasts, meeting multiple times a week for movement and connection. A passion for community service sparks a weekly gathering to weave blankets for the homeless. New friendships blossom, old connections are rekindled, and a renewed sense of purpose emerges. Just as spring breathes life into the landscape, community breathes new life into the lives of our residents.
From a personal perspective, forty-five years can feel like both a lifetime and the blink of an eye. We have seen so much growth at Kirkwood by the River over the past 45 years. But one thing remains constant: the power of community, the promise of renewal, and the enduring spirit of hope that connects us all, especially during this season of spring.
Peace,
Cary