Don’t Tear Everything Apart

I like to understand things – especially if they relate to faith, creativity, and community. Sometimes, in my quest to understand I go too far. I dissect something so much that it is no longer recognizable. I hold the moment, or the idea of the moment, so hard that I crush the life out of it.

As a writer, I tweak an article so much it becomes mechanical.

In community, I try too hard to create a deep sense of connectedness and stress everyone out.

As a follower of Christ, I try so hard to understand God that I forget to love Him.

Here is a poem that reminds me that some moments don’t have to be understood, not all articles have to be perfect, and I don’t have to plumb the depths of theological tombs to experience God’s love.

The Mystery

by Ralph Hodgson

He came and took me by the hand

Up to a red rose tree,

He kept His meaning to Himself

But gave a rose to me.

I did not pray Him to lay bare
The mystery to me,

Enough the rose was Heaven to smell,

And His own face to see.

This post is a part of the Watercooler Wednesday conversation over at Ethos. You can read today’s discussion here.

2 Comment

  1. Nice… and great to see you around the watercooler too!

  2. Paul,
    I hear what you’re saying. As a writer I analyze everything to death, I just kill it, throw it on the ground and then stomp on it somemore. This poem brought tears to my eyes, so timely for me, thanks for sharing.

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