Second Sunday of Lent 2025


 Despite my fear of heights I was able to take this picture from the summit of the Mount of Transfiguration where this weekend's gospel reading takes place in 2016.

I have a confession to make: I’m afraid of heights. 

I don’t like climbing ladders. I don’t like looking over high ledges. And I certainly don’t enjoy standing on observation decks at the top of skyscrapers. 

Just the thought of looking down from that high up makes my knees weak!

Why? 

Because when you’re that high, you feel vulnerable. You realize just how small you are. And that fear can be paralyzing. 

The logical part of my brain knows I’m probably safe, but something inside me still panics and wants to back away.

In today’s Gospel, Jesus takes Peter, James, and John up a high mountain. 

Maybe they were a little winded from the climb, but nothing could prepare them for what happened next. 

Jesus is transfigured before them—His face changes, His clothes become dazzling white, and Moses and Elijah appear with Him.

Peter, overwhelmed, blurts out: “Master, it is good that we are here! Let us build three tents...” 

He wants to capture the moment, to hold onto the experience. 

But Luke tells us that Peter “did not know what he was saying.” 

Because in that moment, fear begins to creep in. A cloud overshadows them, and suddenly, they are terrified. They fall silent.

Peter, James, and John experienced a fear like my fear of heights—being confronted with something so overwhelming that it shakes them to the core. 

They saw Jesus in a way they had never seen Him before, and it left them trembling.

That same fear would return on Good Friday.

  • On the mountain, they saw Jesus in glory. But soon, they would see Him in agony.

  • On the mountain, Jesus stood between Moses and Elijah, radiant. But on Good Friday, He would stand between two criminals, bloodied and beaten.

  • On the mountain, the voice of the Father declared, “This is my chosen Son; listen to Him.” But on Good Friday, the crowd would shout, “Crucify Him!”

And just like fear of heights can make you want to turn back, the apostles’ fear on Good Friday caused them to run away. 

Peter, who had seen Christ in glory, denied Him three times. The others fled. The fear was too much.

Fear makes us hesitate, whether it's standing at the edge of a high place or facing an uncertain future. But Jesus does not abandon us in our fear.

The Transfiguration was meant to prepare the apostles—not just for the journey ahead, but for the cross. Jesus showed them His glory so they could remember it when everything seemed lost.

And that’s what we must do, too. In times of fear, when faith feels shaky, we must remember the mountaintop. 

We must hold on to those moments when we have encountered God’s presence—because those memories strengthen us when life gets difficult.

Maybe it was a retreat or a powerful moment in prayer when you felt God’s love so clearly. 

Maybe it was a time when you faced hardship, but looking back, you now see how God carried you through. 

Maybe it was receiving the Eucharist in a moment of deep need and feeling Christ’s presence like never before.

Lent is like climbing a mountain. It’s not always easy. Sometimes, like Peter, we don’t fully understand what God is doing. 

Sometimes, like the apostles on Good Friday, we want to turn back.

But Jesus calls us to keep climbing. To keep trusting. To listen to Him, even when we are afraid. Because if we do, we will see what the apostles eventually saw—that beyond the suffering of the cross, beyond the fear of Good Friday, is the victory of Easter morning.

So as we continue our Lenten journey, let’s ask ourselves:

  • Where is fear holding me back in my faith?

  • When I face struggles, do I turn away, or do I keep climbing?

  • Do I trust that beyond the fear, beyond the cross, God’s glory is waiting for me?

I may never get over my fear of heights. But I do know this: The greatest view always comes after the climb. And if we keep following Jesus, we will see the glory of God—not just on the mountaintop, but in the promise of eternal life.


Comments

  1. Thank you for sharing. Heights don't bother me, I use to scale the the high brick wall (don't ask me to spell the correct name for it) at church to decorate. My fear is getting lost while traveling. I only travel when absolutely necessary. You are right, I may never get over it, but when I do make a trip the blessings are awesome! Have a great weekend,

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