Some things make me sigh.
Recently, I admitted that I did not believe that I would ever fully understand the Resurrection, or the Incarnation, or God, or the Sacraments…
We are called to love God with all of our minds, as well as our hearts and souls and strength, and I try, and I will not stop studying, but there is so much that is simply beyond my understanding. “My thoughts are not your thoughts, says the Lord.”
And that’s ok, because God can speak to every soul in words, in ways that each beloved child will understand as loving.
What made me sad was the person who told me they had never heard that from a church before.
(I do love my church, God’s church. I think that it tries hard to love God and God’s people.)
Sometimes it’s good to get sad. God save me from ever thinking I know it all, or that it’s my job to have all the answers.
That would be a shame.
