Coincidence or synchronicity?
I love stumbling upon wonderful websites featuring content that resonates with thoughts or experiences I'm having at the time. That happened to me recently when I discovered Tony Laidig's site called a Day with the Sacred. I've met Tony at the NAMS events for online marketers in Atlanta where he is a highly regarded faculty member, speaker, business coach, media expert, and publishing guru. I had no idea he was also a talented photographer.
“My curious mission for this project,” says Tony on his site, “is to explore what people consider ‘sacred' by photographing those people, places and things and sharing them with you.”
The timing seemed more than coincidental.
I have been thinking deeply about what things in my life have strengthened my connection with God and whether any of them might help my Heartspoken readers. In one post, Tony asks, “What Do YOU Consider Sacred, and Why?” That inspired me to answer the question and share it here.
What I consider sacred
Sacred, to me, are those places and events that engender a response of holy awe: when the separation between earth and heaven—between me and God—feels thinner, the connection stronger.
One such moment was the day of my wedding 40 years ago, standing outside the church waiting to walk in and marry the man I adored (and still do). The beautiful strains of organ music suddenly stopped, and the sweet, clear sound of a trumpet playing Pachelbel's Canon floated out and took my breath away.
The moment I first held each of my children in my arms right after they were born was a supremely sacred moment that I'll cherish as long as I live. There is no way to gaze at that babe in your arms and not believe in miracles!
Outside of the sanctuary of my church, I've experienced a sense of sacredness in three other physical places:
- Stonehenge in England, where massive stones were mysteriously transported thousands of years ago and placed in alignment with the summer solstice;
- Chaco Canyon in New Mexico, where intricate ruins are all that's left of an advanced culture that disappeared rapidly and mysteriously almost eight centuries ago; and
- Muir Woods in California, where I first walked in a redwood forest, overcome with their massive size and stately beauty.
Each of these experiences and places elicited in me a hushed reverence and a visceral sense of God's presence. Each was holy and spirit-filled. Each was sacred.
What places or things do you consider sacred? I'd love to hear from you in the comments below or on my Facebook page.