Imagine folding a full sheet of paper in half. Then again in half, and then again and again and again. No matter how many times that paper gets halved, there will always be a tiny speck that just gets smaller and smaller. Now imagine two parallel lines and cut the space between them in half and again and again and so on. No matter how many times that space is reduced there will always be some gap of separation between the two sides. And so it is with the spiritual life. We sin and try to make up for it, but some residue that we cannot shake persists. We turn away from the Lord then repent, but the seed of separation remains intact, and we live in the tragic state of perpetual adjacency without the possibility of communion. The good news is that in the same way something came from nothing in the beginning, at creation, something, our sin, will become nothing at the Lord’s coming. The good news is that on the other side of our existential estrangement is not some deadbeat deity, but our friend who chooses to cross the threshold and come near to us. The Word, indeed, is becoming flesh and we shall be saved. Ave Crux, Spes Unica.
Thank you, yet again.
another deep thought/prayer.
God be with you, too!