Mark 9:2-9 From time immemorial people have told stories of divine encounters on mountain tops. This is true of Moses and Elijah and many others. I have a great love of mountains. While Mount Shasta is one of my favorite spots, I was strangely moved by my experience of the glory of the Swiss Alps. On the day we ascended the Stanserhorn, the mountain was shrouded in clouds. Think of the description of Mt. Sinai in Exodus. We wondered whether the clouds would block our view of the Alps, but as we ascended the mountain on the cable car we broke through the clouds into bright sunlight. When we arrived at the top of the mountain, the sight was exhilarating. While off in the distance we looked upon the higher snow-capped peaks of the Alps, it was the sight of the fog-enshrouded valley below that gave the sense that we had been caught up in the heavenly realm. As we gather this morning on Transfiguration Sunday, we’ve heard Mark’s story of Jesus’ trip to the top of M...
Sermons of a Disciples Preacher Ministering in Troy, Michigan