The oldest icon of Christ Pantocrator, encaustic on panel, c. 6th century (Saint Catherine's Monastery, Mount Sinai).
(Click on the icon for the larger view.)
Today we had a quiet day at my church. The day was fruitful with new insights on God Incarnate, a favorite subject of mine. During part of our quiet time, the image on the upper left was projected on a screen for us to use to meditate if we so chose...to look through the eyes of the icon to see God, which I found easy, since the eyes compel attention.
Certain family members are going through a difficult period right now, and in answer to one question that was posed to us, 'How do you see God?' my answer at the first moment was, 'Missing'. 'God, where are you in the midst of this mess?' I suppose we were to answer truthfully, even though we answered only to ourselves. I know God is in the midst of the mess, but I don't feel God's presence, and I don't see the results from my prayers that I'd like.
The priest who conducted the day of silence gave us several passages from Scripture to read and then ruminate, as he put it, like a cow chews the cud, swallows, and regurgitates, and then chews again, which I thought was helpful imagery. One of the passages assigned was Revelation 21:1-6.
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying,Yes, yes, one day, but what about now? And then, as I ruminated, the words struck me with force: ‘See, I am making all things new.’ Right here, right now, God is at work making all things new. Right now, before Christ comes again, God is revealing, moving, changing in relation to all of us involved in the mess, in ways I cannot see, but are nevertheless happening, as I see through the eyes of faith the assurance of things hoped for.
‘See, the home of God is among mortals.
He will dwell with them;
they will be his peoples,
and God himself will be with them;
he will wipe every tear from their eyes.
Death will be no more;
mourning and crying and pain will be no more,
for the first things have passed away.’
And the one who was seated on the throne said, ‘See, I am making all things new.’ Also he said, ‘Write this, for these words are trustworthy and true.’ Then he said to me, ‘It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give water as a gift from the spring of the water of life.
During part of the quiet time, I strolled through the cemetery behind our church, which is a wonderfully peaceful place. I thought of the appropriateness of the reminders all around me of 'dust to dust' in this first week of Lent. I took pictures, too, of the various types of monuments, which I will post later in a picture essay.
Image from Wikipedia.
Wow, this is so nice; what a beautiful reflection.
ReplyDeleteDust to dust, death to life--we see death to life all around us in the natural world. Today Tim Jones posted an amazing photo of bones in the woods with trout lilies sprouting up all around them. Your post here reminded me of that.
I was just introduced this evening in a very moving and emotional way to the work of Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep. It is a volunteer charitable group of photographers that do portraits of babies who are still born or who have medical issues that are incompatible with life.
It seems like this theme of death and new life is everywhere for me today.
Missy, thanks. It was good for me to be there at the quiet day.
ReplyDeleteNow I Lay Me Down to Sleep sounds like a beautifully compassionate ministry.
God bless you Grandmere. You have reminded me to stop, breath --and listen.
ReplyDeleteIn the Eucharist, the people say, "Christ has died; Christ has risen; Christ will come again." These words always roil me, because there is a constant little voice in my head saying --present participle, present participle --Christ IS COMING again --and again --and at every moment...
--or something like that.
Wonderful meditation, Mimi.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to your monuments pics! [which may help get me off my duff re getting one for my mom. Yup: in the ground 4+ years, no stone. At least she'll understand we're a family of procrastinators...]
Sounds like a good quiet day. Being reminded of mortality is important part of Lent for me, but I do find "God making all things new" uplifting. It is a reminder that we are constantly changing and becoming.
ReplyDeleteThank you all. Sometimes I know things, but I forget them. Chewing the cud of the Scripture passages yielded much nourishment. God is constantly interacting with us, and we are always becoming new.
ReplyDeleteJCF, my picture essay is posted.
Grandmere Mimi--I would like to say something about this post but....
ReplyDeleteEmotional melt-down here. Your words are just comforting good.
Prayers ascending for you and your family.
Bonnie, I know about emotional meltdowns. I'm pleased my words were comforting good.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your prayers.
I so want to hug you long-distance, maybe even have a good cry together. And then remember that we live in hope. And God is renewing all things from the inside. May the peace that defies understanding touch your heart.
ReplyDeletePaul, a virtual hug from you and a good cry together sounds lovely.
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