Several years ago, my wife wanted to
go to New Hampshire. She had heard me talking about this one hiking trip that I
took and she wanted to see this are of the country. She had never been that far
north and always heard me talking about it. So we made plans to go. I made the
reservations at my favorite hotel, and got some of the information for the town
of North Conway, New Hampshire. The place we were going to go hiking was in the
Presidential Mountain Range. It was called Mt. Clinton. It stood 4316 feet.
Up to this point we were exercising
on the treadmill and then switched over to an elliptical. This was her first
trip into real mountains. Mount Washington (the tallest peak in the North East
was two tops over, Mount Eisenhower was the next one over and the third was the
mountain we were climbing. The most she had walked before were some trails but
this was a 4300 footer. I kept telling her that it was a serious hike and she
kept saying she could not wait. We prepared ourselves for all that we would
need on this hike. You always take plenty of water, snacks (or bear bait, as I
called it), extra socks, a rain coat (cause you don’t know what the weather
will be when you get higher), whistle, bug spray, and finally…toilet paper!!!
You don’t skimp on that, you take the good stuff (2-ply). She looked at me weird when I packed that;
but ya gotta be prepared.So up the mountain we went. It was a ladder type trail; meaning that you would incline and about 50 feet of level walking. This is a three mile trip up so we would go up several ladders and I would stop and be panting, drinking my water. Robin would get this worried look on my face thinking I was having some kind of heart event. She go nervous a lot and would ask “are you okay?” I would manage the word “yes” and we would move on. I would ask her the same thing and she would say “I am fine, I am worried about you.” I would smile back and continue on.
We got to the top in a little less than three hours, which was pretty good time. As we hit the clearing, the sky had not changed and the sky was this magnificent blue. There were hardly and clouds in the sky. All the time getting to the top was worth it. There was a gentle breeze but it was not too cold. We could see for miles and miles. It was easy to see God’s work in this part of the world in all the different kinds of Mountain tops, the greens of the tree tops, other hikers taking in what they saw. There was a silence in the awe of looking at our accomplishment and even hearing God’s voice. I kept hearing the words “I am the Lord your God” and it was indeed…good.
Then came that moment when I looked at my wife and said “it’s time to go.” It was time to go back down the mountain. I said to my wife “remember, go down is harder than coming up.” She joked and thought I was crazy. After 5 minutes, she was telling me “I thought this was going to be hard?” Well, those jokes did not last too much longer. You see, coming down the mountain IS very different. Gravity wants to pull you down the mountain and that would be great to just star running down the mountain; but when there are boulders in your way, tree stumps, sticks and slippery rocks, then you are talking a whole different story.
About halfway down she asked this question; “what would happen if I just stopped?” I looked at her and she said it again. I said that I would call the ranger but we would have a lot of explaining to do because she was not injured. She harrumphed and continued. In the last quarter of the walk I stopped to ask how she was doing and she said “just keep going, don’t stop!” She got serious real quick because it was harder on the backs of your legs going down the mountain; meanwhile these little kids and older people are walking right by us.
Today, we are at the top of the mountain. Peter, James, and John are on the mountaintop with Jesus They and we are witnesses to this transfiguration of Jesus. It is this change where ordinary Jesus is now robed in dazzling white. The dirt that may have accumulated on him from all the travelling is gone; then appear Moses and Elijah, the writer of the law and the prophet that announced God’s Word. Imagine seeing all three together! That is a mountaintop experience to beat the band, But that is not all…God’s voice is heard “This is my son, the beloved; with him I am well pleased; listen to him!”
This mountaintop in today’s reading has it all doesn’t it? The previous leaders of the faith, Jesus, and God’s own self. Could you imagine how Peter, James, and John must have been feeling? I am sure you can because we have all had some kind of mountaintop experience. We have all had that experience where all seems to be right with the world. Maybe it is that one time where something you have worked for has paid off. Maybe it is when you held your child, or grandchild, niece, nephew…Got the job you wanted, help that was needed or a prayer that was answered. We have all felt those times and we want to build a dwelling so we can stay up in those experiences and keep those feelings.
Jesus reminds us that we do have to go back down that mountain. We are called to go down the mountain and back into the world. As much as we want to stay with all the Good feelings and God’s vision and words…Jesus reminds us to start doing the hard work of going down the mountain. Going out into the world to do God’s work….be God’s hands and feet in this world.
This coming Wednesday, we will come together, either at noon are at 7:30 p.m. at St. John’s. It is at that time we will begin Jesus journey all the way to the cross. Praise God that we will not end up where Jesus ended up (hanging on the cross); but it is this journey that we will take that we are called to reflect in our own hearts those parts of our lives that are mountaintop experiences and those places that we would rather keep hidden from God.
It is those hidden things that we want to keep from God that we must face: be it our own mortality, frailties, failures, and we must look our own selves for who we really are… sinful, broken people in need of God’s healing. That is not an easy thing to do because we have said or done things that hurt others.
But even the hard word work of coming down this mountain shows us one thing. We don’t come down the mountain alone. Just as Jesus is with the disciples, we are not alone. Jesus comes down that mountain with us. Jesus says these words “do not be afraid.” God sent Jesus to die on the cross for you and for me. God sent Jesus to walk with us huffing and puffing up the mountain to our greatest joys and huffing, puffing, and hurting going back down the mountain…when things aren’t so good. No matter where we are on the mountain, Jesus reminds us that we are not alone on this journey; and we are loved by God, because of the sacrifice of God’s only Son, Jesus Christ.
We know it is not an easy life to go through. But remember today’s mountaintop experience with Jesus. Remember your mountaintop experience when you felt great joy, a sense of peace, and the presence of God. Hold onto those moments and know that they will never go away. Remember this mountaintop experience with Jesus in the presence of a loving God who promises that we will be on the mountain with God and with all the saints who have gone before us where there will be singing, dancing, and feast that only God could create: thanks be to God: AMEN!