A Holy Moment

A Holy Moment

“The heavens are telling the glory of God; and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.” Psalm 19:1

On our last day up north a couple of weeks ago, Bri and I decided to cram in as many experiences of our hometown for Michaela and Braeleigh as we could. We took them to my favorite burger place, to Bri’s childhood home, to our favorite nature park, to put their feet in Lake Michigan, for a walk along the breakwater in the harbor, and to play at my favorite playground growing up. By the time we got to the playground, it was getting late. The sun was getting low in the sky, and it hit me. I had forgotten to take them to my favorite place to watch the sunset.

So with about 25 minutes to spare, we loaded the girls in the car and set off to the exact opposite end of town. I didn’t tell the girls exactly where we were going to watch the sunset, because I knew it would color their expectations… because the best place to watch the sunset in Menominee, MI is at Riverside Cemetery. As we pulled in, Michaela exclaimed, “It’s a graveyard!” Indeed it was, but once we arrived at the place where the road meets the river, any care about what the place was evaporated because where we were was far more important. And where we were was holy.

I didn’t realize just how holy that moment was until, as we sat watching the sun inch towards the horizon, Michaela told me that she had never watched the sunset. This struck me as untrue at first, but as I thought about it, I couldn’t remember ever just sitting down with her to watch the sky explode with color and texture as it shouted out the glory of God. For Michaela and Braeleigh, this was a first, and that made it even more special.

It’s tough to slow down sometimes, to stop and smell the roses, or sit and watch the sunset. But the psalmist has it right: the heavens and earth are telling the glory and sharing the story of God. Make some time this week to listen as heaven and earth declare to us who God is.

Listening to the heavens, 

Pastor Mike

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