Whether it’s assisting in worship as a lector and Eucharistic minister, in the food pantry, or through the Episcopal Peace Fellowship, Transfiguration gives me the chance to act on Jesus’s words in Matthew: “just as you did it to one of the least of these who are members of my family, you did it to me.”
Christ shows himself to me in the faces of those who allow me to serve them—those hungry for the sacrament or those who need food to feed their kids. Some faces you never see, some effects you never know.
But it’s not me doing these things. It’s us, the whole Transfiguration branch of the communion of saints—which is why I pledge. Not that the church is perfect. But the Fig gives me (and all of us) a way to see God. We gather in worship in a building. We are led by people who, like us, need to pay their bills. The music we love costs money to produce. The food pantry uses space and utilities and cash to serve the hungry. So we pledge to do all these things, so that God’s people may be served.