I had another guest post go up today at Everyday Liturgy titled, “A Romance It Certainly Is.” Here’s a snippet:
We cannot avoid the reality of this world. We see its dark underbelly in everything from the news to human trafficking to the person who pushes past us in a crowd without apologizing. This world, and we people in it, are broken, cracked, and bloody.
But as believers, we have a second sight of sorts. We see this world as it once was and as it will be again.
Every few hours I find myself clicking this link, and staring at the page, thinking, “Is it really real?”
As one of my coworkers put it today, we’re just dealing with her absence, not with the loss; it hasn’t sunk in yet.
We keep expecting to see her.
And while I don’t want it to be real, I don’t want to never see her again, I know that it is, and I know that I won’t.
I go to Lancaster on Saturday for a service in her honor. I don’t know what it will entail, but I know she planned it in her final days. So I know it’s not going to be focused on her; it will be focused on her Savior.
But I think it will take away a bit of the bewilderment and turn the reality from vapor to solid.
And that won’t be easy. But it will be real. And she loved real things.