Category Archives: epiphany

Feast of the Transfiguration

The View of the Alps from Salzburg


Back in 2000 Jenny and I had the opportunity to travel around Europe, and one of our stops on our trip was the town of Salzburg in Austria, best known as the birthplace of Mozart and the setting for the movie The Sound of Music. Salzburg is built along the Salzach River, in the shadow of a large hill. And at the top of that hill, about 400 feet up, is a stone fortress that overlooks the town. It is the largest intact medieval castle in Europe, so – of course, we had to see it.

We took a funicular (a rail car) up the hill to the fortress. The castle was well-preserved and interesting, and, as our guidebook promised, the view back down on Salzburg was very nice. But there was more. Much more. Because the view from the other side of the hill was simply spectacular. For, on the other side of that hill was a lush green valley of green fields and dark green trees, and exploding up all around it were the Alps, mountain upon mountain, all blue and lavender, snow caped at the top, with layers of clouds above. It was absolutely stunning. Breathtaking. I have a picture of it, and when I look at it, it still evokes feelings of awe and gratitude for having been in that place, at that moment, where the valley, the light, the clouds all conspired together to create this beautiful moment. It’s like the feeling you get with you find yourself almost crying when you encounter great beauty – like listening to beautiful piece of music, or seeing a painting by one of the great masters.

It was a beautiful and unexpected revelation, perhaps just a taste of what the disciples experienced in our reading from Mark. Continue reading


To Hill and Back



Every year, on the day after Thanksgiving, our local YMCA here in Woburn, hosts a running race called “To Hill and Back.” It’s a 4.25 mile trail race that weaves its way around the trails surrounding Horn Pond. I decided to run this race back in the fall of 2010; the great setting for the race and the allusion to anything Biblical, even if it was hell, was too much for me to turn down.

In our second reading for today from Paul’s second letter to the Corinthians, Paul likens the life of faith to a running race, but with some important exceptions. He writes,

“Do you not know that in a race the runners all compete, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win it. Athletes exercise self-control in all things; they do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable one. So I do not run aimlessly, nor do I box as though beating the air; but I punish my body and enslave it, so that after proclaiming to others I myself should not be disqualified.”

Starting Line
Just before the race began, my adrenaline really started to pump. For most people, the pre-race adrenaline rush has to do with the competition, but for me it mostly comes from fear – the fear that I’m going to poop out half way in to the race and have to walk home. When the gun goes off, that all adrenaline pushes you run faster. You head out like you are shot out of a cannon, at a far faster pace than you pretty much ever run. Continue reading


Just Your Average Sunday Morning

Today is just your average Sunday morning at Redeemer. I arrived at 8:30, unlocked the doors and turned on the lights, fired up the copier should anyone need it, and flipped on the sanctuary lights. Like an airline pilot doing a systems check, I surveyed the sanctuary. Bulletins, check. Communion, check. The correctly colored stole. Check.

Church began at 9:30 and most people arrived about 5 minutes after that. The liturgy gets underway and we are carried along by its flow. Those of us with worship jobs to do are just trying to do the right thing at the right time – the right word, the right note, the right gesture. Visitors are still trying to figure out which paper in the bulletin is which. Some eyelids are fluttering closed for a quick morning nap. Kids are squirming in the pews. Coffee is brewing.

Its just your typical Sunday morning here at Redeemer. Everything is going according to plan. No surprises.

Saturday in Capenaum

And I imagine this was much like the scene that Saturday in Capernaum when Jesus shows up at the synagogue. Services had started on time. The usual people were there. The liturgy carried them along and there were probably some refreshments waiting for them afterward in the fellowship hall. The usual.

But then Jesus walks in and he begins to teach and immediately people are, Mark says, “astounded” by what he has to tell them about God and the Scriptures. He’s the best guest preacher of all time, the best adult forum leader they’ve ever had. He teaches as one with “authority” – not like the pastor – umm, the scribes, the professional teachers of that day. This is different.

Then, in the midst of this astonishment a man cries out. He probably wasn’t new to the synagogue. In fact, he probably had been there for many years, maybe his whole life, worshipping without incident.

But in the presence of Jesus, the demon in that man jumps to the fore. It recognizes Jesus. It knows where Jesus comes from – Nazareth – and who he comes from – God. And he cries out, “What have you to do with us, Jesus?” Continue reading


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