God Comes

I was enjoying a nice dream with many old friends, from the church I served for many years, in Hartland Wisconsin.  In this dream a young lady, who was in high School during my time of service there, was to get up and give a sermon.  She stood in the pulpit for a quiet moment.  Then came down to the pews; and showed her father her unfinished sermon. “ That Is all I have.” she told him.

On the paper was written one short sentence: “God Comes.”

When I saw those words, my mind whispered: “Yes God comes.”

What a great sermon, simple and to the point, I thought;  and then my mind began to complicate her simple sermon.

God comes in our thoughts.

God comes in the voice of another.

God comes in the eyes and smile of others.

God comes in the sunrise and sunset.

God comes in traffic jams and clogged faucet . 

God comes in a call from the doctor that the pathology report is good news.

God comes in erupting volcanos, blazing forest fires, thunder and lightening.

God Comes in the breath of the gentle breeze.  The rushing river ebbing and flowing over the hard rocks; as well as the stillness of a quite pool.

God comes in the quietness of early mourning stillness by the mirror-like-lake.

God comes in the generosity and kindness of others.

God comes in a crowded hospital, and city streets.

God comes in the worst and the best of times: 

Floods,

  cancer cells,

         heartaches,

              tears and laughter,

              the darkest of nights,

                  the brightest sunshine
 or a viruses pandemic.

     

No matter where we are, or what we are doing, or how we feel, or what happens.

God Comes.


 ....remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.’ (Mt. 20)