Exodus 19:1-25 · At Mount Sinai
The Golden Hour
Exodus 19:1-25, Genesis 15:1-18, Ezekiel 24:1-14
Sermon
by Lori Wagner
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“When Moses came down from Mount Sinai, with the two tablets of the testimony in his hand as he came down from the mountain, Moses did not know that the skin of his face shone because he had been talking with God.” --Exodus 34:29

“Only God lives forever! And he lives in light that no one can come near. No human has ever seen God or ever can see him. God will be honored, and his power will last forever. Amen.” --1 Timothy 6:16

In the medical field, the first hour after someone suffers a traumatic injury is considered the most critical for treatment. For many doctors, nurses, and other medical professionals, that one hour can feel as though time opens up to illuminate that sacred space between life and death. In that one hour good and evil face off. Some describe the experience as a challenge to see how well they’ve honed their skills –a duel with death. Medicine is either limited and loses, or medicine is victorious. Others describe that one hour as a sacred moment, a time when life teeters on the precarious see-saw of existence, but God’s presence is pregnant in that space and time. But no matter what feeling pervades the room, the answer to the question, “Can this life be saved?” is most often revealed within that crucial hour, that hour after a crisis, a time known in medical circles as “the golden hour.”

The golden hour isn’t limited to the medical profession. It’s also a favorite term of photographic artists, who wait for that beautiful time of day either just after sunrise or shortly before sunset when the sunlight mutes and glows red and soft. It’s the time when shadows are at a minimum or absent altogether. Unlike the midday when the brilliance of the beating sun creates dark shadows everywhere, and the harsh white of that light blots out all colors and shapes, in the glowing wake of the golden hour, the world is at its most vivid and beautiful. We can see everything cast in the warm glow of the day more clearly, more intensely, more breathtakingly. Photographers know, the best illumination comes from indirect light. No shadows. No glare. No squinting. No shielding or hiding from the light that feels too intense to see. It’s as though seeing through a beautiful colored lampshade. God’s world looks just soft, warm, and exquisitely beautiful.

This was Jesus’ prayer hour.

Did you ever look out at night just as dusk is beginning to fall or on a misty night and see the dim lights of some town rising up on the horizon? You get a kind of warm, homey feeling when you see that lighted town. Those lights in the night represent comfort, companionship, food, shelter, civilization, home.

Or how about when you’re tired and hungry and you see the lights of a quaint little inn approaching, its lighted sign beckoning you to come in and be welcome?

There’s something about that muted, welcoming kind of light that draws those who are lonely, tired, in need of rest, isn’t there? That’s the kind of light that God offers us too in our times of doubtful worship, our times of earnest prayer, our times when we contemplate where we are in life, the times when we are most unsure about our journey.

For those who dwell in the half light or the shadow light, hiding from the vulnerability of revealedness, God’s soft, beaming light feels like a “welcome home.” In God’s soft light, we can come out from those places where we fear to show ourselves. We can emerge from our hurt and our pain. In God’s illuminating glow, we can dare to step forward, to see what we were afraid to see, about the world and about ourselves. In God’s golden beckoning light, we find home, and come home to ourselves, come home to God. In the golden hour we know that Jesus is with us.

That’s why lighthouses are so meaningful to those out at sea in the midst of a storm. No matter how bad the storm, you could see that soft beaming, never-diminishing light through the fog and waves, telling you, you are near the shore. Near home. Near safety. Near God.

In the story of the Exodus, God leads the people of Israel through the desert wilderness with its hot, blazing sun under an umbrella of God-fog. In the scriptures, it’s called a “pillar of cloud.” God’s presence is both shelter and beacon, shielding them from too much stress, telling them where to go, allowing them to see the direction in which they will walk. God’s presence cuts through the searing glare of the Egyptian sun to cast a golden glow upon God’s people –a glow of comfort, peace, and the promise of continued life. Like that lighthouse beacon in the storm, God’s presence shone through, creating a dwelling place, a living space for God’s people to be in relationship with their creator. Even in their darkest hours when shadows seemed to surround them, the cloud of light proved God was near.

God’s presence appeared in their golden hour. God’s presence WAS their golden hour.

Sometimes, when we look at the scriptures, we can wonder about all that smoke and fire, that fog-like cloud, that Moses-like glow. And we can mistake it all for just smoke and mirrors.

But those who have experienced the golden hour, know it is very, very real. For as awesome and as powerful and as fiery bright to behold as God is, God reveals God’s self to us in ways that comfort, reassure, quench, and save.

Ever wonder why God would tell Moses not to let the people approach? It’s as though God’s very presence, the brilliance of that moment, would so overwhelm them, that they would simply be blinded and frightened, or perhaps consumed by guilt and shame. God’s presence is so extraordinarily awesome, that to behold God in our humanness, would be an almost “too much” kind of experience.

But in God’s great mercy, love, and gentleness, God reveals God’s self to us in ways that help us see how beautiful God is in our lives, and how near God is, even when we feel in pain and alone.

God’s presence is illuminated through our darkness and shadows, through our too-blinding-bright-to-see-anything moments. God’s presence is there around and among us, warming us, illuminating our world in ways too amazing to imagine, leading us back to life and into God’s promise of a future and a home.

God’s promise comes to us most in those times we feel near defeat, near death, near hopelessness, near darkness. God’s saving grace appears in that moment we call the golden hour of faith.

When Jesus speaks to His disciples in the gospel of Matthew about light, He reminds us that we are God’s light in the world, that city on the hill, illuminating softly the world for miles around, so that when eyes look up, God’s presence beckons.

Living in the presence of God bestows upon all of us a kind of golden glow. Like the face of Moses when he came down the mountain, the more we stand in the golden light of God, the more we take on God’s golden glow. It’s as though our eyes absorb the beauty of that holy light, and our whole person begins to light up with the glory and the love of God.

That’s what Jesus tells us, isn’t it? He says, the “eye is the lamp of the body.” What the eye beholds reaches the depths of one’s soul. When our eyes are fixed on Jesus, when our lives are guided by God’s golden presence and the great glowing cloud of witnesses who have followed Him then and continue to follow Jesus now, when we allow God’s grace to illuminate our hearts, minds, and spirits, we too will glow with the light of God, so that all those around us can see Jesus through us.

That’s what we are called to do. That’s who we are called to be.

When we allow ourselves to dwell in the presence of God, every day of our lives, we are saved over and over and over again. For every time with God, every moment in prayer, every beacon of hope, becomes a life-saving, life-giving moment, a golden hour miracle, in which death and doubt is defeated and Jesus always wins.

The true nature of life and creation is revealed through the presence and power of God to illuminate our world with warmth and light, allowing us to see ourselves, our neighbors, and Jesus through God’s multi-color spectrum.

Did you ever see a sunset that was so beautiful it took your breath away? That’s what it feels like when you experience that revelatory power of God in prayer, in worship, in scripture, in relationship with Jesus.

Whether Sunday morning or Sunday night, or any other time when God’s people gather for prayer and worship, you are basking in the golden hour of God –the saving power of Jesus that is lifting you out of your place of death, doubt, misery, or despair and bringing you into a new promise of life.

Today, I invite you to share your own golden hour stories –whether silently to yourself or out loud as a witness. How has God intervened in your life? How has Jesus come into your own places of darkness or your shadows with His everlasting light? How has God shielded you from “too much to handle?”

How has your life been saved by the Lord of Lords and the God of promise?

Tell us about your golden hour.


Based on the Story Lectionary

Major Text

The Lord Meets Moses as a Fiery Furnace on Mt. Sinai (Exodus 19)

The Lord Makes a Covenant with Abram as a Smoking Firepot (Genesis 15)

Israel’s Cleansing by Fire of the Cookpot (Ezekiel 24)

Minor Text

The Light Comes into Being (Genesis 1)

The Lord Burns Up Elijah’s Sacrifice Like an Oven (1 Kings 18)

Elisha Heals the Spring Waters of Jericho with Salt (2 Kings 2:19-22)

In David’s Song, the Lord Appears as a Fiery Furnace (2 Samuel 22)

Psalm 16: I Keep My Eyes Only on the Lord

Psalm 25: My Eyes are Ever on the Lord

Psalm 49: Those with Wealth Do Not Endure

Psalm 73: The Malice of a Callous Heart

Psalm 97: Light Shines on the Upright in Heart

Psalm 101: My Eyes Will Be on the Faithful

Psalm 119: Open My Eyes

The Story of Daniel and the Fiery Furnace (Daniel 3)

The Lord Laments the Idolatrous Eye of Israel and Will Bring Forth an Unquenchable Flame (Ezekiel 20)

Matthew’s Account of Jesus’ Teaching on a Mountainside Regarding Salt and Light (5:13-16 and 6:19-24)

The 7 Lampstands (Revelation 1)

Image Exegesis: Fire and Smoke, Furnace, and Salt

Half-light, furnace fire, smoke, salt that fuels fire, volcanic activity, cloud cover, the red, soft beauty of a dawn or dusk or the muted light of a beacon city. These are all images in scripture this week.

Scripture gives us a God who is brilliant light and fire, or at least described that way by prophets like Ezekiel or John in Revelation. God burns up the water on the altar, smokes and burns without consuming in the story of Moses. And yet, God gently guides God’s people through a scorching wilderness under a protective cloud cover.

God’s power as well as God’s loving tenderness come out vividly in the stories of scripture. Even in the story of Jonah, we see both the scorching heat or God face-to-face muted by the shade tree under which Jonah is allowed to ponder and mope.

In the story of Moses, the “glowing” of his face is a beautiful image that we see again later in the transfiguration story of Jesus. In fact, Moses’ heart and life is transfigured by the presence and meeting of God. Yet for some, this meeting is hard, too raw to do face to face.

For many of us, our shame and our guilt plunge us into a kind of half-light existence, a dwelling in the shadows, away from or hiding from the light of revealedness. Yet still, God’s presence surrounds us. And if we can’t come face to face with ourselves and with God, God will allow us to dwell under a kind of “blanket” of love and protection, so that we can make our way through intact.

I have always been fascinated by the definitions (multiple as they are) of “the golden hour” –that time just after the sun rises when the sky is a muted palette of colors…mostly red, making the whole world vivid with color and visible without the intensity of too much light or too many shadows. It’s as though the world has come into focus.

I think that’s what God does for us sometimes –brings the world into focus for us during those times when we are out of focus. That’s how God “saves” us. That’s Jesus’ saving power of helping us to see and be the light…a little bit at a time….muted to where we can endure.

I think each one of us has a “golden hour” time in our lives –for some of us many times, in which life seems too hard or too long or too rocky. Or we can’t see our way forward. Or we can’t see true-ly.

God creates then for us a golden hour. Sometimes that golden hour may come after a significant tragedy. Other times, it simply comes to us each day as a reminder that Jesus is always there…still leading us, still protecting and loving us, through every valley of shadows.

The golden hour is God’s saving hour of grace in our lives. It’s bestowed upon us before we have to ask. And we are invited to dwell beneath “the shadow of His wings.”

by Lori Wagner