Don’t Miss The Miracle

This morning I read the first few verses of Matthew 17.  It’s the account of Jesus and the transfiguration.  Peter, James, John were there to witness the miracle.

Six days later Jesus took Peter and the two brothers, James and John, and led them up a high mountain to be alone.  As the men watched, Jesus’ appearance was transformed so that his face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as light.  Suddenly, Moses and Elijah appeared and began talking with Jesus. Peter exclaimed, “Lord, it’s wonderful for us to be here! If you want, I’ll make three shelters as memorials—one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.” But even as he spoke, a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the cloud said, “This is my dearly loved Son, who brings me great joy. Listen to him.”  (v 1-5)

I found Peter’s comment interesting.  The first thing that crossed my mind was…Peter is an entrepreneur.   Here’s my paraphrase. This is great, God!  I see an opportunity here, God.  Here’s what I can do. 

I then read the account in the Message and was so amused by the words Eugene Peterson uses to describe the scene.

Peter broke in, “Master, this is a great moment! What would you think if I built three memorials here on the mountain-one for you, one for Moses, one for Elijah?”  While he was going on like this, babbling, a light-radiant cloud enveloped them, and sounding from deep in the cloud a voice: “This is my Son, marked by my love, focus of my delight. Listen to him.” (v. 4-5)

Then I thought.  Lord, sometimes we are (I am) so much like Peter.  How often is there a miracle taking place in front of my face and I’m not fully present to appreciate it?  I’m too busy making plans…too busy babbling about what I can do.

I am an observer of life.  I love to write about what I see.  Yet, sometimes, when I see things, instead of fully enjoying the moment, I am busy thinking about how I might write about it.  Oh, Lord, that’s really cool!  I could write a post about this! 

Sometimes, I feel like the Lord is asking me to stop babbling and simply witness the miracle in front of my face.  Be fully present.  Sigh.  Okay, Lord…I get it. 

Linking up with Tracy today for Winsome Wednesday.

 

7 thoughts on “Don’t Miss The Miracle

  1. Phil D. Malmstrom

    I love this passage as well Eileen, and I’m afraid I would have very likely fallen into Peter’s position; looking past the miracle occurring in front of me and seeking to “do” something. Sometimes, it’s God’s desire for us to simply “be”, and bear witness to His works.

    Wonderful post!

    Have a Blessed Day!

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  2. Jenifer

    Eileen, I have been so guilty of this! Something happens and all I can think about is how to turn it into a blog post. That is not how God wants me to live. He wants me to enjoy life, my family and His presence. Be fully present, I love that.

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  3. arny

    “I am busy thinking about how I might write about it. Oh, Lord, that’s really cool! I could write a post about this!”

    ahhh…the curse of a blogger…lol…
    really great encouragement Eileen…to just stop and soak it all in…

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  4. Tracy

    Hi Eileen – what a great perspective on these verses. i never saw it like that before. Being too busy to see God working right in front of us. Definitely need to think that through. Great post Eileen and thanks for linking up.
    God bless
    Tracy

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  5. Emma

    I do exactly the same thing – like being at a concert and filming it on my phone instead of listening to the music. The Message translation is great: it really brings home how bonkers we are!

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  6. Lisa

    Oh Eileen, I am also guilty of missing the miracle of the moment because I’m too busy thinking about how to write about it. I’ve had to step back and think about whether I’m learning anything from the things I am writing or whether I’m too busy just trying to teach others. Great encouragement today to be in the moment.

    Many blessings!

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