It was wonderful to feel the presence of God while looking up at the magical sight of the Beech Mountain ski resort with the morning fog lingering at the top. On this crisp September morning, for a few precious moments, the world seemed clean. There was no corona virus, no divisiveness, no hate, no pain. All was well with the world as I breathed in deeply the fresh mountain air.
Jesus’ words from Matthew 26:64, when asked if He was indeed the Son of God seem apropos for this moment. Jesus said: “But I say to all of you; From now on you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven”.
The words from Mark 13:26 also are appropriate when enjoying this fog-filled mountain top. Speaking of the end of times, Mark writes: “At that time people will see the Son of Man coming in the clouds with great power and glory”.
Soon the fog burned away, a new day began, and the realities of our world set in. I think of two good friends who have recently died from Covid. I mourn; I question; and I listen for God’s soothing reassurance. Paul’ words help from 1 Thessalonians 3:17-18 when he said that believers “will be caught up together…in the clouds to meet the Lord…Therefore, encourage one another with these words”.
I Found Him on a gorgeous, foggy morning on Beech Mountain.