The Whelk of Knowledge

Here we are again, Advent. My preferred definition of the word is “a coming into view” with the implication of the preexistence of Christ. The idea that Jesus only existed when physically present seems fairly common, I’ve even heard someone talking about Jesus only being alive from Christmas to Easter (insert sigh of disappointed resignation here).

 My brain when considering the Trinity - rendered immobile

My brain when considering the Trinity - rendered immobile

The idea of the Trinity always causes my mind trouble in the same way a whelk has trouble being inserted into a parking meter. The whole idea of three separate things being one thing and each thing still remaining whole makes my brain feel like a kitten tangled in a ball of yarn. But I was thinking about it when out walking in the evening. It was dark and as I passed a house I was completely unable to stop myself peering through a gap in the curtains. The briefest glimpse of the scene within created a condensed snapshot of the household and allowed me to feel a genuine connection to family cozily gathered inside. They became real to me and stirred a deep desire to create a similar experience for myself and those I love. As I continued on my walk my perspective changed and the house was apparently in darkness once more. But I know the life within does not cease to exist when I have walked past and the chink of light disappears. I know the life of those that dwell within continues and is vastly more richly alive and complex than my snapshot allows me to see.

 Alluring ain’t it?

Alluring ain’t it?

I can accept and acknowledge any house as a home without the need for a tableau presentation but I sure find a little peek inside brings that knowledge to life and creates a yearning to know more. Whenever I hear the words “Jesus - the Light of the World” I will be reminded of the bright lit gap in the curtains and then maybe, just maybe, in a Christmas miracle of epic proportions, my parking meter of a brain will accept the whelk of knowledge once and for all.

Incidentally - “the whelk of knowledge” is the most awesome metaphor ever and I want it printed on a t-shirt.

Happy Advent!



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