God Was Here: Light Upon Light

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…my eyes have seen your salvation
that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples,
a light for revelation to the Gentiles,
and for glory to your people Israel.

And his father and his mother marveled at what was said about him. 
And Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother,
“Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel,
and for a sign that is opposed
(and a sword will pierce through your own soul also),
so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.

~Luke 2: 30-35 from the Song of Simeon

 

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The Song of Simeon by Rembrandt

 

…Grant us thy peace.
Before the stations of the mountain of desolation,
Before the certain hour of maternal sorrow,
Now at this birth season of decease,
Let the Infant, the still unspeaking and unspoken Word,
Grant Israel’s consolation
To one who has eighty years and no to-morrow. According to thy word.
They shall praise Thee and suffer in every generation
With glory and derision,
Light upon light, mounting the saints’ stair.
Not for me the martyrdom, the ecstasy of thought and prayer,
Not for me the ultimate vision.
Grant me thy peace.
(And a sword shall pierce thy heart,
Thine also).
~T.S. Eliot from “A Song for Simeon”

 

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Simeon had waited and waited for this promised moment of meeting the Son of God face to face, not knowing when or how, not knowing he would be able to hold him fast in his arms, not knowing he would be able to personally bless the parents of this holy child.

He certainly could not know this child would be the cause of so much joy and sorrow for all those who love Him deeply.

That sword of painful truth pierces into our soul, opening us with the precision of a surgeon under high beam lights in the operating room where nothing is left unilluminated.  We are, by the birth of Jesus, bared completely, our darkness thrust into dawn, our hearts revealed as never before, no matter who we are, our place of origin, our faith or lack thereof.  This is an equal opportunity surgery.

It is terrifying, this mountain of desolation, all cracks and crevices thrust into the light.   And it should be, given what we are, every one of us.

Yet God is who we wait for, longing and hungry for peace.  We are tired, too tired to continue to hide within the darkness and conflict of our sin.  We, like Simeon, are desperate for the peace of His appearance among us, dwelling with us, when we can gather Him into our arms, when all becomes known and understood and forgiven.

His birth is the end of our death, the beginning of the outward radiance of His peace, and wide open to all who open themselves to Him.

Light upon Light.

 

 

One thought on “God Was Here: Light Upon Light

  1. Stunning. Brings latent sobs to my throat and affirmation to me as I drop to my knees before Him in thanksgiving.
    Two immediate, unplanned, first impressions upon my soul appeared instantly:
    1. I see three pronounced peaks in the mountain range pictures shown here – as they are illuminated by the penetrating glorious light.
    Father, Son, Holy Spirit. The Trinity — announcing the miracle, the priceless Gift of all time — being given to us. Unearned, ignored by so many
    for so long…

    2. It is as if God had laid down a gauntlet, a challenge, to us in the form of a mirror — as we see the reflection of that ‘sword of painful truth’ you rightly name it, Emily..
    It is a challenge, a fair and just tacit question. How have we responded? It is never too late. Once we accept the fact that we are loved beyond
    any inadequate (and often self-serving) human definition of love that we use in lieu of the breadth and truth of His Love, we really have no choice but to
    accept His challenge. By the Gift of Faith, we begin to see that, YES! He is our only hope. There is such a desperate need for us to accept His challenge — in our own
    private souls, in our families and communities, in our chaotic God-less world consumed by the evils of violence, hatred and human suffering beyond our puny (and
    unwilling) attempts to admit or to measure.

    Thank you, Emily – for the meaningful pictures and for your most accurate timely Christmas message.

    Liked by 1 person

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