But still a mystery; Rampant in Nature
We don’t always call it mysterious, yet if we stopped and asked ourselves, or were asked by someone else, “What is it that draws you so strongly to this, to her?” The image? The person we think she might be? Could be? Want her to be?
While there is an undeniable sexual aspect to this, it is not purely or simply sex. So what is it? A feeling? A hope? The promise so rarely delivered but so often suggested in every mysterious moment of encounters or near-encounters we have or will ever have? Her.
She. Maybe, somehow, Us.
How would you answer the questions unspoken by the mystery of a glance in your direction? How should you answer? How could you?
Sometimes you get just a glance that stays with you forever . . .
“Sometimes you get just a glance...”
Sometimes it’s a look from behind a veil, a cloud of unknowing not to God’s impenetrability, but every bit as impossible to grasp. It’s easy to accept that we are not meant to know the mind of God, yet other mysteries remain every bit as perplexing and unsolvable...
And sometimes the veil is removed yet you find yourself drawn just as strongly, but with no more understanding than before as she stare at you, through you, and not about you at all.
We don’t need a monotheistic creation from our imaginations to inspire us to seek out “God.” God is love. God is beauty. God is nature. But more than anything else, God is mystery, demanding without command that our hearts be turned over and left to wonder, to seek and mostly never to find answers less because God is so mighty than because we are too afraid of how much we'll never know and never understand.
