Roadside grave

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                     Then Moses went up from the plains of Moab to Mount Nebo... and the Lord showed him the whole land.... The Lord said to him, "This is the land of which I swore to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, saying, 'I will give it to your descendants'; I have let you see it with your eyes, but you shall not cross over there." Then Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, at the Lord's command. He was buried in a valley in the land of Moab, opposite Beth-peor, but no one knows his burial place to this day.          —from Deuteronomy 34. 1-6

A garden and a fence, I know we all want it, but sometimes the Promise is not the abundance and security we crave but an abiding presence that walks with us even as we lead others home, and if we've walked with them as we ourselves have been accompanied then we've known heaven, and if our steps were hope for someone tired and wandering, even if we were, too, then we've been in the right place, and if we've pointed someone, even with unsure hands, toward their wholeness, then we have made a great journey, and if on our way we've loved someone on theirs then we've rested in peace, and if we've fond belonging not in a place but a way of going, and lived on pure, uncultivated gift, and trusted the unseen companion, and if we've found holiness on the way, and wonder, even on a road that was mostly mystery and never finished, even if we never really arrived, but never gave up, then even an unmarked grave out behind a gas station at the edge of a desert with names in our pocket is good enough.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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