Towards the Interminable Is

11/30/2006 9:39 AM – 10:00 AM

Rise up. And rising, what then consumes your mind? What consumed it the night before, which is the same as consumed it for years. Does grace extend past death? Is it thus far and no more? Is it Christ’s victory or Christ’s substitution?

And though it marks me again a heretic, I side with George MacDonald and C.S. Lewis. Victorious. “Therefore if any man swear by Tash and keep his oath for the oath’s sake, it is by my name that he has truly sworn, though he know it not, and it is I who reward him.” So I stumble on through faith, learning again each day whether the yoke be easy or hard. For though it be promised, I remain myself, hand in hand with Thomas wondering if it could be true. And that is enough for today. It is enough to sit. It is enough to wake up and go to work. It is enough to work, claiming salvation without proof.

So up then. Rise up and carry your weight to your reward, with a simple prayer. God save us, my father and I. God save us all. Up then. Eyes higher than the grave. Find a dream and seek out its path. Love what you love, it’s a gift you can’t exchange. And, knowing the giver, wouldn’t want to. So. Enough of this downheartedness for today. Enough, enough. Up and to the place of substance. Further up and further in. To Narnia and the North. Let our brows be firm and are hearts be light. There is this adventure and then the next. Your sins are forgiven you, rise up and fear no more. All right then. Off down the path, faster and faster the Fast Boys ran. Better than the ones before, flying, free fall though the countryside. We are who we are before our grandparents were born. We are the inscrutable things made of courage and glee. Delight behind, delight before. Ever onward, ever upward, adventures without end. Our position of precarious balance is indicative of our strength and unseen grace, between honesty and hope. We are who we are and there can be no regret. Teeth clenched and lips smirked, we will run again and find our way to the interminable Is. So rise up. Rise up and follow your feet. There is this and better beyond.