What if today we hear from Christ? What if the ancient sermon is alive in our minds today?
Pick the place. Maybe not a Sermon on the Mount. Possibly a Sermon at the Table. Or a Sermon at the Desk. Or a Sermon on the Plane. Or a Sermon After a Visit with a Counselor. Or a Sermon After a Funeral. Or a Sermon After Losing a Job.
I remembered my glance outside last night before going to bed. A game from the NBA finals had ended. The time on my iPhone indicated I was very late for my normal time to climb under the sheets. But I still needed to open the front door and look again. One more time before closing my eyes. A deep breath, a prayer, a chance to notice, a pause.
A rabbit ran by our sidewalk as I interrupted her expected drama of the night. The wind whispered, not wanting to disrupt but still proving its presence. A dog barked, as it too-often-for-me does. Looking up I saw stars: their beauty, their images, their presence. The sky’s darkness moved aside with the light’s presence.
Staring at a dipper, I prayed, “Creator, “Creator, please display your love through my life. I can’t do it on my own. Light can only crush the darkness if the brilliance is Your love. Shine through me.”