"I believe in Spinoza's God." - Albert Einstein
Bring on the theologians!
Someone has just drawn a line in the sand.
Do we dare go forward stepping over the line?
Or do we leap over the line,
turn around and step back to where we started?
(Some might take us for merely playing on the beach.)
Surely the sun rising and setting
and the whorls of the galaxies
provide some clue as to the nature of things.
Crucifixion. Then resurrection.
Stuff breaks and fractures,
re-assembles itself into something new;
perhaps even into something useful.
Jesus stepped out of the tomb
in order to make it empty.
The first word he said was Hello!
We have moved into a period of bewilderment,
not knowing which new fantastical creation
will wait for us at the end of our time.
But, perhaps that is the game:
To declare that God is present,
even in the mix of things
and in all the stuff of creation.
A Thread You Follow 