Transfiguration - Year A - March 1, 2014

Exodus 24:12-18
Psalm 99
2 Peter 1:16-21
Matthew 17:1-9
Homilist: Randal Wisbey

There is something innately mysterious about mountains.

This seems especially true for those of us who live in this part of southern California.  We can, at times, go for days or weeks without seeing the mountains—especially during the hot, hazy, and smoggy days of summer. However, when they are covered in snow, it is enough to takes one’s breath away. For when these mountains are adorned in white, they look far bigger, far more magnificent.  Seven year’s ago, during our first winter here, I remember looking out our bedroom window, catching my first glimpse of them covered in snow, and calling out to Deanna, “We live in the alps!”
There is something within us that responds to mountains. The way they capture our imagination. The manner in which they pull our eyes skyward. The sense of accomplishment when we climb a mountain, the joy of floating weightlessly as we ski down a mountain, or, I imagine, when one jumps off a mountain, the feeling of absolute abandon—and terror!  It’s really not surprising that when we experience something extraordinary, we describe it as a mountain-top experience.

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