Dear Friends,
I knew who he was, we had a mutual friend. He didn’t know who I was. He was very big. Six foot plus. Huge muscled neck, shoulders, biceps, chest, narrow waist and tree trunk legs. His hair was cropped and he was neatly dressed. His face gave little away and he wasn’t looking for or needing any attention, nor was he menacing. He was just there, quiet, arms folded, waiting for something or someone. When I spoke to him he gave very little in terms of emotion or conversation. He had no idea who I was.
We later met again. This time our mutual friend was present. After introductions, the transformation was incredible. The warmth, trust and gentleness that came from this “man mountain” was a delight and a relief. The earlier guardedness was explained and we were able to meet beyond bodies, roles and labels.
In the Christian calendar this week Mark’s Gospel describes the Transfiguration. On a mountain the disciples have a dream like experience, where Jesus appears in dazzling white. There are clouds and voices and symbolic figures present. It concludes with “Jesus the man” standing with them. The glory on the mountain was really a man on the ground. What do you see when you stand alongside others?
Grace and peace
Rod
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