A Reminder at Dawn

A whisper of color lightened the dawn sky as I filled my coffee cup. It reminded me of a Chris Tomlin song I'd heard on K-LOVE.

Morning, I see You in the sunrise every morning
It's like a picture that You've painted for me
A love letter in the sky

Nobody Loves Me Like You by Chris Tomlin

During Lent, Pastor Nate has been preaching a sermon series, Reconnecting with an Unhurried God. I admit it: Too often, I grab my cup of coffee and march down the stairs to my office to start the work day.

But yesterday morning, I took time to peruse God's "love letter in the sky." So I drove to the sunrise tree. Then, as the sky shifted for the grand reveal at sunrise, I stood in the cool breeze, with the birds singing, and the sky changing moment by moment. And I was again reminded of that call to an unhurried life during this season of Lent.

Last Sunday, Pastor Nate left us with this benediction:

Blessing for the Unhurried Life

May you notice creation around you

and how effortlessly it passes the time.

May you see the passing of time

as a friend, with all its fast and slow.

May you find delight

in the season of “right now.”

And may you be reacquainted each day

with an unhurried God

who is calling you to dive deeply into love.

Later in the morning, Randy and I walked down our dirt road. The fragrance of blooming shrubs decorating the ditches filled the air with fragrance.

Today, winter is set to give a final hurrah ... or what we hope is its last gasp.

So the blooms on the trees and the tender spring flowers will likely fall victim to the freezing temperatures that blasted into the state with a northern wind overnight.

You do not ask us to go back to some yesteryear,

but to take time to smell the roses, savor the twilight, bask in the sun.

We are your children, created to flourish along with all of creation.

From Reconnecting with an Unhurried God

So, I will enjoy the blossoms as they bloom.

 

And I'll celebrate the beauty that is there for the taking, if only I invest the time to see it.

It's a reminder to treasure the small blessings every day.

 Check out this song by Chris Tomlin.

Transfigured

The Grand Tetons

trans·fig·u·ra·tion

1. a. A marked change in form or appearance; a metamorphosis.

b. A change that glorifies or exalts.

As I walk on our country roads, I don't see Jesus appear in dazzling bright light. But it doesn't mean I can't find Him.

We celebrated Transfiguration Sunday yesterday at Stafford United Methodist Church. Pastor Amy read for us the Bible story as, on a high mountain north of Galilee, Jesus experienced a metamorphosis before the startled eyes of three disciples, Peter, James and John (Luke 9: 28-36). This was a spectacular change of His visible form. We call this experience His transfiguration, but, literally, in the original language, it is "metamorphosis."

Maybe sometimes I need to be awakened in lightning-bolt fashion. However, I do find Christ in His glorious creation, if I just open my eyes.

A keyhole frame formed by an old tree looks much different in February ...

... than it did in October. 

The vibrant colors of fall are replaced now by the stark outline of bare branches that decorate a bright blue winter sky.

When Jesus was transfigured into shining glory and he was joined by Moses and Elijah, it again unveiled what had been the truth all along: Jesus was the Son of God.

Peter was so moved that he wanted to build shrines on the mountain for Jesus, Elijah and Moses and just stay there to worship. Jesus pointed out that it wasn't the plan. The dazzling light and the glory were temporary. Jesus quickly changed back to His earthly appearance. He began a lonely journey to the cross for His disciples. And the journey was also for you and for me.

Life isn't always a Disney movie in technicolor beauty.

The Grand Tetons

While we celebrate the mountaintop experiences, that's not typically where the work happens.

The work happens in the valleys, in the trenches. We have to climb down from the mountain and get to work. As Pastor Amy said:

"Just because understanding Jesus’ identity and believing in him is enough for our own personal salvation, we can’t be content to stay there. We must be willing to follow Christ’s footsteps down the mountain and help him accomplish his mission."

Pastor Amy Slater, Stafford UMC

Later this week, on Ash Wednesday, the Lenten season begins. All around us, we see things that change.

 

Caterpillars transform to butterflies.

Seeds become flowers. These trees will soon begin budding green, and the keyhole frame along my walk will again be transformed and change the scenery again.

As we learn more about Jesus, a change happens in us, too. Maybe butterflies aren't the only creatures who can transform.

We enter Lent not with a sense of heaviness and dread about "what we may give up" or the challenges we may be asked to face. ... Instead, we enter this solemn (Lenten) season graced to expect the Father, Son and Holy Spirit may "blow our minds" and ignite our hearts as we seek to follow the One who leads through death to eternal life.

From the United Methodist Church's General Board of Discipleship

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