Being Segulah

with Helen Muller this Sunday at Sanctuary.

Exodus 19:4–7………….

Before the law. Before the covenant was signed in stone. Before Israel had done a single thing to earn it — God reached down, gathered a ragged, barefoot people and whispered a word over them that would define everything:

Segulah.

Treasured possession. Not a trophy on a shelf, but a child pressed close to a parent’s chest. This is where the story begins — not with obligation, but with belonging. Not with what we must do, but with who we already are. And still, across every ordinary Tuesday and tired Thursday, that same hand is extended. Not demanding. Not distant. Waiting.

Because children don’t attach to their parents through theology. They attach through presence — through shared moments, through showing up, through letting themselves be found. This Sunday, we’re asking a simple question:

What does it look like to live like we’re actually His? 😊