"The lack of mystery in our modern life is our downfall and our poverty." - Dietrich Bonhoeffer
I am more than a little inspired by the life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Last year, I dove into the pages of his biography by Eric Metaxas and started referring to him as "my friend Dietrich" (see posts here and here and here). Okay, it did get a little out of control, but it's hard not to be affected by this man's life.
Fast forward to yesterday, when this book appeared on my bed - right smack dab in the middle of Advent season (an early Christmas gift from my aunt and housemate).
I flipped frantically through the pages last night - not wanting to miss anything, but wanting to get on track with the advent calendar days.
Week Two: Day One is titled, "Respect for the Mystery."
I love mystery.
"We destroy the mystery because we sense that here we reach the boundary of our being, because we want to be lord over everything and have it at our disposal, and that's just what we cannot do with the mystery."
mystery... there we reach beyond the boundary of our being there we traverse in lands where our control holds no power there we sojourn as mere mortals in a place overflowing with otherness
Mystery lies hidden amidst the grid of everyday traffic and underneath the steady steps of time. Where we are constrained by our senses, mystery breaks rhythm and sets a new pace of possibilities.
Ah, yes. Mystery holds the beautiful, unexplainable, impossible story of God being born.
The I AM of the days of Moses became a babe in a lowly manger. The God who will one day ride on the clouds, shining like the sun at the trumpets call was ushered into the world with the sound of farm animals accompanying His humble arrival. The Messiah, our only hope of salvation, emerged from a womb and filled His little lungs with earth air.
This is not science fiction - this is Truth, wrapped in mystery.
Oh, beautiful mystery!
In a letter to Bonhoeffer, Maria von Wedemeyer penned these words in 1943,
All that is Christmas originates in heaven and comes from there to us all, to you and me alike, and forms a stronger bond between us than we could ever forge ourselves."
How are you watching this mystery thread through your life this Advent season?
let LOVE fly like cRazY
- What Christmas Means to Me (Dietrich Bonhoeffer) (myyearof.wordpress.com)
- Waiting Is An Art (diapsalmata.com)
- The Cost of Discipleship: Thoughts on the Life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer (deliveredfromdarkness.wordpress.com)