Who knows the beginning of the things which we can know? Theory! Theory! We chirp theories like chickadees, because ignorance is a terrifying thing and we need the noise. But when I can with courage know I do not know; when I admit that I stand with my back to a void, that I am indeed blind to the beginning of my own things, then I am silenced. Then I am chilled by my own triviality – some dust at the edge of the desert. Nevertheless, you kneel down, and find me, and tell me that you love me. (p. 7)He loves you. Happy New Year’s.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year!
Each morning when I get to the office I take a minute or two to read a brief devotional. I finished The Passion of Jesus Christ by John Piper. Two page devotions on the difference the cross makes. Lately I’ve been reading Ragman and Other Stories by Walter Wangerin, Jr. He has a story called, “Meditation on a New Year’s Day.” It’s a meditation on God’s greatness and how amazing it is that He loves us. One particular thought reminds me of the last few chapters of Job – some of my favorite chapters in the Bible. I hope they challenge/encourage you, too.