Well, my blog has a title – “Living in the CrossLight.” I chose this following my prayer time in the sanctuary early one morning. As I sat there, the early morning sun was pouring through our beautiful stained-glass window. The overhead lights were not on and the room filled with brilliant color. As the colors poured over me, I was showered with God’s love. I was profoundly reminded of all the times I have sat in sanctuaries throughout my life and experienced God’s unconditional love.
As a teenager and young adult, I spent many hours sitting on the sanctuary floor of Central Christian Church in Kettering. In the front of the sanctuary hung a very large, beautiful wooden cross. I would stare up at this cross, pray, meditate and experience moments of love and grace. On several occasions while praying I would begin to see in my mind’s eye beautiful colors radiating from center of the cross. In these moments, I knew God was sharing with me intimately. I treasure these moments deep within my heart.
During my ministry with FCC-Wilmington, OH, my times in the sanctuary were different. There was no longer a large cross to meditate upon. Trying one day to get my prayer rhythm, I laid down on a pew and looked up at the ceiling, and there it was — the cross! The architecture of the room created a cross that wrapped the room like a beautiful ribbon on a gift. In that moment, I felt God’s arms wrap around me like the cross was wrapping around the room. Again, I found the place where my heart and God’s heart found one another.
In late 2005, I began the discernment process to follow a new call in ministry. I was in discussions with FCC-Middletown. There were exchanges of ministry profiles, a phone interview, and lots of prayer. I was confused and bewildered. But, God kept pulling my attention toward Middletown. Mark and I drove around town, and I was still perplexed. The search committee called me to come for an interview. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was the day after my 40th birthday, I put in a full day in Wilmington, picked Corey and Collin up after school, fed them dinner, dropped them off at basketball practice and then headed down I-75 toward Exit 32. I pulled in the parking lot with a knot of nerves in my throat. It was so large I didn’t think I could swallow. I got out of my van and began my journey into the church. I was greeted by Cliff Thompson and Bob Wolfe. As we walked through the Narthex/Lobby, my eye was caught — caught by bright, beautiful light. I turned my head as we continued our journey toward the Memorial Room, and then I saw it. I saw the cross with brilliant light surrounding it. I knew in that moment, I was home.
It was the cross that God had shown me so many years before in Kettering. The knot in my throat dissolved. I was home. Our ministry together officially began in February of 2006.
Now, after 7 1/2 years, I’m heading out on sabbatical. Yesterday during my prayer time in the sanctuary, I realized that it would be three months before I would have this opportunity again. I was filled with the strangest feeling. No words come to explain it. I sat there and soaked up the CrossLight filled with God’s Spirit and Love. I carry it, along with all of you, in my heart. I look forward with excitement to my sabbatical journey and my continued faith journey Living in the CrossLight!
with love, Laureen 🙂