As I visited St. Timothy congregant Kathy Kulstad in her final days, Pastor Ruth who served as her chaplain at Lyngblomsten, let me know that a favorite psalm for Kathy was Psalm 121, which begins, “I look to the hills / where does my help come from?” Kathy loved this Psalm because it reminded her of her time in Colorado surrounded by mountains. The psalm continues, “My help comes from God / who made heaven and earth.”
Growing up, it wasn’t mountains I looked to for a sign of God’s presence, but the Pacific Ocean. Walking by the beach and staring into waves, I returned to myself — especially in hard times — and remembered how much larger God’s presence is than I can fathom.
Lent is a season of journeying through the valley. With the mountain of Transfiguration Sunday behind us, and the Mt Golgotha peak of Good Friday ahead, we look to the promises of God’s steadfast presence even when the path immediately before us may feel unclear. What is that place in your landscape — a river or lake, a tree or snowy path— that can be a sign of God’s presence for you today?
Three Holy Days
In our tradition, we make space on Maundy Thursday to remember central parts of our faith story. We hear about the...
