Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Deeper

There is a mystery here. I don't know what the One went through. On the eve of celebration i typically don't like to go to church. In fact, i don't like the first idea that comes to my mind when i say the word church. i wish my first impression was one like A.'s dad's motorcycle club. they have church every other friday night. they are each others church. they foster genuine community, invest in one another, basically they do their thing. Very Cool. this is what church should be. a small group of people taking care of each other out of common interest, doing their thing. What a significant number of people have experienced and label church as is a different beast. something grossly big and over produced, with mega structures designed to house thousands of people at once, video projectors, corporate design. these things are not inherently bad. used in their appropriate capacity they may even be a good thing. but alas i digress, i want to talk about the mystery of the One.

choosing to be ripped from eternity and entered into the annals of humanity, helpless, in a barn. not even an out cast - a never let in. a never got a shot. something strange is happening here potentially even mythological in scope. would it bother you if in a few hundred years they have unraveled most of the mystery from the prophecies the way we have unraveled Delphi? Every year it seems science and language progresses to bring us a more accurate picture of what happened back then and it is much different then the picture we had imagined. will they unravel the One?

i watched a show last night on absolute zero. they have never gotten there and don't know what happens when they do. i think the One happens there. same thing with Light speed and speeds faster than light. the Speed, just like the Cold, just like the One. when it gets to have an upper case letter it has broken through and gone into beyond. into a place of expansion. what is funny is that every time i get close to boxing it in it becomes more mysterious. the closer i get the darker it becomes. the deeper it goes. the higher the climb. the more still and silent the voice. Time.

the revelation. the Birth of the One. the Life. the Death. the Resurrection. how fitting Mary, mother of Jesus would be the first to the tomb, the womb of the resurrection. i don't understand what happened. what is happening or what will happen. it feels like there is a candle alive in my ear. i wonder if that will remain, if jacob limps in heaven? limping isn't a sin and neither is being retarded. or having down syndrome. it wasn't long ago that many thought that being born a different race made you inferior, does that mean in heaven we all go through some racial cleansing? things couldn't be farther from the truth. in fact, every tribe, tongue and nation are represented. what about every condition? blind isn't bad? in fact i would argue blind might be a good thing at least for your ears. if every scar is healed then how could thomas feel Jesus' side? i think we limp in heaven, a victorious limp. sinners heaven.

in sinners heaven there is sin there are sinners and there is a loving One. let me run this train through the station before we derail it. if anyone has ever been to a meeting we know it goes a little like - hello my name is J. and i am an addict. i have been an addict for x time and i have been clean for x time. now let's get a little touchy with how heaven is. the garden, paradise, eternity in the cool of the garden with the One, but we still have the knowledge we gained from the forbidden tree. we have re-entered into the place said to be banned. we will eat from the tree of everlasting and be in the presence of the One. i think i will need meetings. hello, my name is J. i am a sinner, i have been clean since x. when we fall off the wagon there is grace. we will have this over whelming connection to the One that will propel us towards a more perfect union. this however can not exist with out choice. there has to be the opportunity for us to sin, we don't have to sin. to be love there must be choice. i would rather a sinner's hell than a robot heaven.

the One. both God and Human, dirt and divine. it blows my mind. i have done drugs, real drugs, been high, i have seen the other side of the moon and i still don't get it. i am in love, i know what love is, real love, real friendship, real family, it is part of that and more. it is always and More. Deeper still. i hope you have a blessed ever lasting revelation of the divine.

2 comments:

Gabe said...

I think I get that sometimes. When I hear her voice on the other end of the line. Or when you answer my drunken calls. Or when my littlest gives me a kiss for no reason. There is so much depth there, that I know that one of two things happens in the end. It is the same but pure. Or it is something so different this doesn't even touch it. Sign me the fuck up either way.

J. said...

i want to have the sign me up heart again. do you remember what it was like when you were a teenager and there was a chance to do something cool or bold and our names were the first on the list and it didn't matter what it was. i want an intelligent mix of that. i want to be the first up the misen mast to the crows nest in the howling winds of the hurricane. do you think the One ever wanted us to eat the fruit? the forbidden kind. It told us no but was it just to give us a perameter for activity an opportunity for choice and love.