"In a room in a pension in Stockholm, Jesus came to me with an overwhelming rush of joy and love and faith in the future. I saw the risen Christ in all things -- in the sea, the sky, the scarred faces of people passing...
All the diamonds in this world
That mean anything to me
Are conjured up by wind and sunlight
Sparkling on the sea
I ran aground in a harbour town
Lost the taste for being free
Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship
To carry me to sea
Two thousand years and half a world away
Dying trees still grow greener when you pray
Silver scales flash bright and fade
In reeds along the shore-
Like a pearl in sea of liquid jade
His ship comes shining
Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns
His ship comes shining.
The flashes, of course, aren't constant, and don't last forever, being only temporal/temporary incentives to encourage and strengthen faith. The real growth goes on behind the scenes, glimpsed only rarely, without God consulting us about the work He is doing.
On the edge of a ceaselessly shifting universe our lives wink in and out of being. The Kingdom, though, is always coming, always flowing, for whoever of us will take a chance on being part of it."
-- Bruce Cockburn, from "For what time I am in this world": stories from Mariposa (1977), pp. 92-93.
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