Forgiveness

For where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there among them.

                                                                                                Matthew 18:20

Holy moments.

Sitting on the porch on a hot summer afternoon with a trusted friend, (s)he confided to me a dark secret.  My first response was shock. I almost blurted out, “No way! How could you?” At that moment, a soft breeze brushed across my brow, a breeze so soft that I barely felt it, but so noticeable, somehow. The presence of the Spirit danced in that still, soft air. My judgment was suspended, my larynx rendered useless.

“I need to ask for forgiveness,” my friend said, disturbing the suspended wind in the room.   

And the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit redeemed that moment. 

Sadness, confusion, guilt, disappointment, and resignation; and then tears of forgiveness sanctified my friend’s cheeks. 

Holy moments.

What holy moments have most touched you this week?