Unclerical sermons to myself

I recently came across the following while listening to Gilbert Keith Chesterton by Maisie Ward and it is quite appropriate for today.

I am so glad to hear you say . . . that, in your own words "it is good for us to be here"–where you are at present. The same remark,if I remember right, was made on the mountain of the Transfiguration.It has always been one of my unclerical sermons to myself, that that remark which Peter made on seeing the vision of a single hour, ought to be made by us all, in contemplating every panoramic change in the long Vision we call life–other things superficially, but this always in our depths. "It is good for us to be here–it is good for us to be here," repeating itself eternally. And if, after many joys and festivals and frivolities, it should be our fate to have to look on while one of us is, in a most awful sense of the words, "transfigured before our eyes": shining with the whiteness of death–at least, I think, we cannot easily fancy ourselves wishing not to be at our
post. Not I, certainly. It was good for me to be there.
11 Warwick Gardens (postmarked July 11, 1899.)