Luminous / Numinous

When I was a child, I was fascinated by lightning storms: the forks of light illuminating the night sky, accompanied by the “voice of God”, filled me with awe and fear.  I would wake up in the middle of the night and stand by the window, watching the luminous sky in utter fascination.

Today, we seemed to have largely lost the sense of wonder in our disenchanted universe, due to the “abandonment of a premodern sacramental mindset in which the realities of this-worldly existence pointed to greater, eternal realities in which they sacramentally shared. Once modernity abandoned a participatory or sacramental view of reality, the created order became unmoored from its origin in God, and the material cosmos began its precarious drift on the flux of nihilistic waves.” (Hans Boersma, Heavenly Participation: The Weaving of a Sacramental Tapestry, Eerdmans, 2011)

Awe has given way to AWE: Angst, Ennui, and Weltschmerz. The numinous has been eclipsed by the “normal.”

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How Rare and Beautiful It Is

One of the challenges of being a dad to a teenage daughter is learning to deal with the mood swings and emotional outbursts that seem to erupt on a daily basis. The other challenge is having to put up with her taste in music: she loves the stuff that most teens enjoy, which of course I dislike! However, one day, she shared a song with me that pulled me in immediately. I confess I listened to it several times a day for the first two weeks!

In my opinion, everything about the song is beautiful: the video, the lyrics, and the music. So far, I’ve just been content to enjoy the song without attempting to analyze it in any great depth. But these words from the song:

I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

… came to mind this morning when I came across an article, “Anthropic arrogance” by David Barash.  As I began reading this article, I immediately recalled a conversation I had with a colleague at work who remarked how insignificant we are in the vastness of the cosmos.

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Photo courtesy of Michael Means. Used with permission.

This photo evokes many emotions and words for me, as I’m sure it does for you. Ruin. Abandonment. Desolation. Emptiness. Loneliness. Sadness.

And yet I also see: Beauty. Hope. Restoration. Love. Joy. Home.

We will return to this photo throughout our journey, as the Story unfolds …

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.
– Desmond Tutu