June 3, 2015
As I have written about before, I am often invited into some of the most intimate moments of people’s lives. Moments of fear (the diagnosis), doubt (does God still love me if God allowed this to happen), sorrow (death), and joy (baptism, weddings, births). Yet the moment of intersection on June 3rd was holding the hand of someone whose spouse of decades had just died. “She’ll be with me,” this gentle, grieving spouse said to family handling details and such.
What a moment of trust that I would be there! What holy ground for me to share with this person - a moment of pure privilege.
Thanks be to God for this amazing calling and vocation - to be a minister (which we all are) of God.