“The trumpet shall sound” – in the Costco.
Someone came in with a trumpet, and from where you are standing in the back of the warehouse a beautiful majestic sweet music, wafts through the air and emanates from somewhere in the front of store. Notes made even fuller as they echo off the metal walls. A trumpet plays “amazing grace”. It permeates the air.
You are drawn to it and follow the notes “amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me, I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see” and as you move toward the front of the store the melody ends and people are clapping. But you never see who is the one with the trumpet.
A certain peace fills the air of the warehouse and everyone returns to shopping. The Pentecostal life : the sweet melody of that trumpet is something like the grace which pursues each of us, every day. Most abundantly we find this grace within the walls of the Orthodox Church. The grace of thanksgiving, the Liturgy, and especially in partaking of the Eucharist, when we receive Christ Himself.
But like a hen gathering her chicks, God continually pursues all of His children – perhaps even breaking through the noise and bustle of the everyday ordinary. May the ears of the world hear.
“They will be my people, and I will be their God.” (Jeremiah 32:38)