On this Saturday morning my thoughts turn to mysteries. Not the mystery one finds on Masterpiece Theater or in the novels I’m writing, but the mysteries we experience in life and in our relationship with God. I have a sense that Sufis as well are fascinated with mystery, and I’d be interested in your take on this morning’s meditations. I know my EFM friends know about my fascination with mystery in theology.
This week’s events have to leave Christians, Jews, and Muslims troubled. Even if you are of a totally different faith or find your faith lacking, senseless violence and hatred has to trouble. I understand that God “makes the sun rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.” (Matthew 5:45) But, no explanation of why is quite satisfactory. Thus, the only answer for a logical mind has to be it is beyond our understanding. It must remain a mystery. Our role is to sift among the wreckage, looking for life and the miracles that always accompany tragedy. It is a glimmer into the solution of the ultimate puzzle – God always brings life out of death and joy out of sorrow.
My mathematical mind always goes to another mystery the number pi and its only partial solution to the mathematical problems of calculating circumference, area of a circle or sphere. Since the number never is finite no matter how far we take it out in decimals there is always a mystery and an unsolved incalculable piece of the solution. I like to believe that it is in that piece that mysteries of the universe lie, but I digress.
The other mystery I meditate on often is Jesus’s call for denial. (Mark 8:24). I am sure that Eastern philosophies contain as similar concept. What hit me today was the fact that for each and every person there is something in their life, their past, or their future that comes between them and God — often it is a mystery why this one thing has such a hold. The obvious one people talk about is material wealth, but as I get older I have come to believe that limits the denial to a few. We are all called to reorient our relationships with people and possessions until we fit the profile God intended for us at our birth. I meditate on what I need to deny myself to shape my life the way it should and was intended to be.
Thank you for putting up with my musings dear friend. Webb