I say of the holy people who are in the land, “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”
I remember a warm Sunday morning back in the days when our small church began. The sun was bright, and lines of light reflecting from Ron’s swimming pool flashed against the walls of his house. As always, the little hot-tub fountain near the pool was babbling. People came, bringing gifts. Everyone was helping out. Dick was moving around, croaking a welcome with his cancer-ravaged voice. Andy and Tim were working so hard on the food preparations that they were sweating. Angie sat off to the side, quietly aglow and taking it all in. Ron was moving around too, professional and courteous. He must have been wondering how all this had happened to him—because on that day we were using his pool to baptize people.
Honestly, I don’t remember who we baptized that day. Nor do I remember the names of all the homeless people who had wandered into our midst.
But I do recall that one evening after that baptism Sunday, while Ron and I sat out by his pool, he said that all of this—including his faith, and the people of the church—had given him the most peace his soul had ever known.
Sanctification is a wild ride, but it is worthwhile. What can I do but praise God that Ron answered the door when I called on him so many years ago?
Father, I need peace in my mind and soul. Help me to follow you each day. Transform my worries and troubles into trust, joy, and peace. Amen.
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