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Scripture: Mark 9:2-29

In the last week, I have visited with two different individuals in the threshold of passing from this life into eternal life. There is something humbling about this experience. It feels holy. It feels sacred and often we have no appropriate words. It’s like the veil between heaven and earth is thin enough to feel the spiritual world around us. I have sat with these families in sorrow and in hope. Lamenting with them and basking in hope, the hope of eternal life in Jesus. Please keep our congregation in your prayers and especially those who grieve the loss of a loved one. These humbling visits with congregants though have reminded me of the transfiguration story of Jesus. A holy time, a holy presence. Like the disciples I feel I lack the right words. Sometimes, I just sit and cry out for God’s peace. 

Have you ever experienced a sacred time? It might be in the death of a loved one, but it might also be in the birth of a baby. You might also find that sacred time on a nature walk or in deep prayer and reflection with God. I think God often prepares sacred times throughout our day, but we rush through life and miss many of them. Today, I encourage you to slow down a bit. Take time to love and hug those God has placed around you, no matter who God brings to you. Find the holy and sacred where you work, serve, or walk. You might find yourself not knowing what to say, and that’s ok!

Prayer of Peace: Jesus, I choose to follow your Way of Peace. Lead me to one person that I can love, give hope, and bring your peace to today. Amen!