Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed—
in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet.
For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.
For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality.
When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality,
then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?”
1 Corinthians 15: 51-55
The void of God and the love of God come together in the mystery of the cross.
~Christian Wiman from My Bright Abyss
There is no event so commonplace
but that God is present within it,
always leaving you room to recognize Him
Listen to your life.
See it for the
fathomless mystery that it is.
In the boredom and pain of it no less
than in the excitement and gladness:
touch, taste, smell your way to the
holy and hidden art of it
because in the last analysis
all moments are key moments…..
and Life itself is Grace.
~Frederick Buechner from Now and Then- Listening to Your Life
May I accept what I cannot know and cannot understand;
it will remain mystery until it is revealed in His time.
Until then I am tempted to assumption, speculation, and doubt,
accepting the void of God rather than experiencing His love first hand.
The mystery is worth the often intolerable wait, once the final page is turned and His last Words spoken from the cross: It is finished.