It was only a touch on the shoulder. Then, it happened again. This time it was a gentle rub - and, when I looked up, I received a warm and knowing smile.

It was the opening worship for pastors and rostered leaders at the synod’s annual theological convocation. I was seated in the front row - center aisle seat — singing a hymn during Holy Communion. As some returned to their place after receiving the piece of bread and a sip of wine, they stopped to touch me. With that simple gesture, worship went beyond “God and me.” The community’s presence reminded me that worship goes beyond my individual experience. I am connected (as I am fond of quoting C.K. Chesterton) “not as a pebble of sand in a box but as a branch to the vine.”

I wondered if this is the way it was for the leper in Mark’s gospel (1:40-45). According to Leviticus’ law, lepers had been declared unclean and were therefore “untouchable” and banished to life outside the community. But Jesus had compassion on him, and he touched the leper, making him clean and free to reenter the community. It was only a touch, but the lives of the leper and Jesus would never be the same.

This Sunday, I invite you to sit near the aisle. I hope you receive a caring and knowing touch. If you are unable to secure this choice seat, I hope you offer a caring touch as you return from the holy meal. It may only be a touch, but our lives may never be the same.

In and through Christ,
Pastor Steve Klemz