The secret kept hidden for long ages but now
disclosed never-the-less remains a mystery. God in human flesh, not just as a
disguise for the Divine but the Holy “in, with and under” the profane;
"the immortal, invisible, God only wise" born into the little Lord
Jesus who cried for Mary’s milk before he fell asleep on the hay. A mystery,
yes, but not one beyond our ability to comprehend for it was love that came
down and graced our world with beauty and truth and wherever compassion and
mercy are made known God is fully present. But humans prefer gods of fire and
smoke, of rigid rules and regulations, and by that I mean gods who are more
predictable and in many ways more easily manipulated. This God brings about the
obedience of faith by entering our reality, the good, the bad and the mundane.
So that if we truly want to be about what God is about we have to be more
connected to each other and not just the ones who are like us. Touch the leper.
Eat with the tax collector. Welcome the sinner. The reverse is true as well as
Jesus let a woman scorned bathe his feet with tears and another quench his
thirst and still another clutch his robe. He called dim disciples to follow him
and deposited the kingdom into their hands expecting the mystery to be continually
revealed in and through them. And we who have been strengthened by the Gospel
they proclaimed are obedient to the faith whenever we reveal the mystery to the little
piece of the planet we inhabit.
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