Perichoresis
I'm sitting reading and images are demanding that I write.
(Am I up reading late because Dawson and a girl are here together? Actually you should see them, each opposite at the kitchen table with their computers. I asked them if they're IMing each other, but she [visiting from Texas] is writing papers/lectures for a class. And actually I do usually read every night before bed to let my brain move from the day into another place.)
As I read a new candle holder sits on the near log-stump-table. Many of us have bought this because to us it represents the dancing Trinity - "perichoresis" ("around - dance"). I burn it often as I read. Today I bought new candles and was replacing them, but one dropped on the floor and broke. I was thinking I should melt it, to mend it, and still use it. But there it still sits, broken, under the candle holder with only two candles.
I'm reading Eugene Peterson's newest book: Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places. The place I'm reading is about the Trinity dance and a quote by Karl Barth: "Perichoresis asserts that the divine modes of existence condition and permeate one another mutually with such perfection, that one is as invariably in the other two as the other two are in the one." Imagine a folk dance with the threesome- partners release hands and weave in and out ...
I looked at my candle holder, not burning until I fix the broken one ....
and I thought of the broken one of the Trinity - Jesus. I kept looking at that broken candle. I thought about how the three weren't together burning, dancing, light.
What was it like ... Jesus, God Incarnate (in-flesh) here on earth that whole in-earth-time? Thought of the candles not lit ... possibly waiting for the broken one to be fixed and rejoining the threesome.
Are we just spectators to this Trinitarian dance? I've felt a hand, pulling me into the dance ... the relationship that is God.
(Am I up reading late because Dawson and a girl are here together? Actually you should see them, each opposite at the kitchen table with their computers. I asked them if they're IMing each other, but she [visiting from Texas] is writing papers/lectures for a class. And actually I do usually read every night before bed to let my brain move from the day into another place.)
As I read a new candle holder sits on the near log-stump-table. Many of us have bought this because to us it represents the dancing Trinity - "perichoresis" ("around - dance"). I burn it often as I read. Today I bought new candles and was replacing them, but one dropped on the floor and broke. I was thinking I should melt it, to mend it, and still use it. But there it still sits, broken, under the candle holder with only two candles.
I'm reading Eugene Peterson's newest book: Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places. The place I'm reading is about the Trinity dance and a quote by Karl Barth: "Perichoresis asserts that the divine modes of existence condition and permeate one another mutually with such perfection, that one is as invariably in the other two as the other two are in the one." Imagine a folk dance with the threesome- partners release hands and weave in and out ...
I looked at my candle holder, not burning until I fix the broken one ....
and I thought of the broken one of the Trinity - Jesus. I kept looking at that broken candle. I thought about how the three weren't together burning, dancing, light.
What was it like ... Jesus, God Incarnate (in-flesh) here on earth that whole in-earth-time? Thought of the candles not lit ... possibly waiting for the broken one to be fixed and rejoining the threesome.
Are we just spectators to this Trinitarian dance? I've felt a hand, pulling me into the dance ... the relationship that is God.