God has place this wonderful creation in our hands. As U2 sings, "It's a beautiful day, don't let it slip away." We have this one life to live on this beautiful planet so enjoy these reflections on God, faith, life, and music. "After the flood all of the colors came out. It's a beautiful day."

Friday, December 11, 2015


My advent word of the day is Mystery. 

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2c/ArthurConanDoyle_AStudyInScarlet_annual.jpgI was in the the Barnes and Nobel to get my Mom's Christmas present yesterday. Her favorite books are mystery stories. So I am in the mystery section reading the backs, looking at the covers and searching the date printed to make sure she couldn't have read them yet from the library.  I gravitated to the Christmas ones. Who doesn't want to escape into a Christmas story usually with recipes you can think of trying. I mean you got rouge elves, Santas that are not so jolly and the spunky solver of mysteries. These are fun quick reads that just let you escape the world for a moment. One of the joys of these reads is that you along with the hero work your way through the mystery. You try to solve the problem along the way looking for the clues  and waiting to that last moment to see if your conclusions were right.

A Mystery is something that is impossible to understand or explain. We often talk about God and faith as mystery. For some of us this becomes a puzzle that we seek the answer and draw the right conclusions. We come to a clear picture of God and how it works. For others of us God is a mystery that we can never fully understand or explain. Every time we think we we have learned who God is a new puzzle, mystery occurs and we have a new journey of discovery. We may never fully understand God and that is sometimes an uncomfortable place to be. When the world is uncertain it would be nice to have a certainty about how God acts and where God will act. But God shares glimpses, pictures, songs, moments, words that evoke a beautiful, deep and impossible to grasp moment of clarity and peace. Then the mystery begins again.
Immortal Invisible God Only Wise

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most bless├Ęd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great Name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish—but naught changeth Thee.

Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
But of all Thy rich graces this grace, Lord, impart
Take the veil from our faces, the vile from our heart.

All laud we would render; O help us to see
’Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee,
And so let Thy glory, Almighty, impart,
Through Christ in His story, Thy Christ to the heart.

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