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It’s there.
Hiding.
Do you see it?
No.
It’s unseen.
The mystery.
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From the shadows we ask after the light. We forget there would be no shadow if there were no light. The question is, what is in front of the light source? The shine is shielded, and we are behind, we are blind. There is not darkness there, but fallen light. We look the wrong way. We seek the shine, yet forget to seek the source of that shine, the true light.
Here, the marvellous mystery. It’s a question of identity. It’s a question of how we see. It’s a question of what we believe. It’s a question of whether we remember, realise, recall, what it is that brings forth knowledge. Knowledge. Knowing. A form of intimacy. A connection. A known space is a space we have traced. We understand the depths and grooves. We decipher the details.
In Colossians we read of this mystery, the real mystery behind our wanderings and searchings. The true mystery, the true unknown behind all that is known, is that the unknown is made known. The unknown is revealed. The more you know the more you realise you don’t know. The more you understand, the more you realise you are yet to understand. It’s a continuous mystery. The constant is the revelation. The point in which the unknown becomes known. The word. The transfer. The spoken.
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Who was the first to speak?
Who is the word?
Who reveals? Who conceals?
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What is that which is God-breathed?
What is that which is of eternity?
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May you ponder.
May you probe.
May you seek our true home.
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“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” {C.S. Lewis}
We cannot force one to embrace this identity, to take a certain path. No. We can only live and lead according to how we see, what we believe, what has been revealed to us of this marvellous mystery. And others will see. They will trace the pieces of their own identity, and realise different parts of the mystery along the way. They may not know what the mystery is, what it means. There may not be the words or the ability to articulate this mystery, this searching, this yearning.
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But.
There is a hope.
A hope for eternity.
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And I hope, I pray,
that those who seek,
who truly seek, will find.
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The mystery.
Not a disguise.
But in plain sight.
Jesus Christ.
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I pray that God may make known to you the glory of the mystery, the treasure of Christ. The wealth that is found in holding onto him, and not on to any other form of worth. May your heart stop wandering. May your heart just stop and breathe, wait and release. May your heart stop doing and start being. May you no longer struggle for identity, but may how you live be an outcome of your true identity.
Life is not a search to know, but instead, a living out of what is known.
In the unknown and the known, may you walk in Christ, on a journey home.
“Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am filling up what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church, of which I became a minister according to the stewardship from God that was given to me for you, to make the word of God fully known, the mystery hidden for ages and generations but now revealed to his saints.
To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. Him we proclaim, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all wisdom, that we may present everyone mature in Christ.
For this I toil, struggling with all his energy that he powerfully works within me.
For I want you to know how great a struggle I have for you and for those at Laodicean being knit together in love, to reach all the riches of full assurance of understanding, and the knowledge of God’s mystery, which is Christ, in whom all are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. I say this so that no one may delude you with plausible arguments. For though I am absent in body, yet I am with you in spirit, rejoicing to see your good order and firmness of your faith in Christ. “
Colossians 1:24-2:5