A Bridge Language
Words are only one of the languages we speak. A look at symbolism as the bridge between words and reality — and at one symbol, death, sounding the same note at every level, from a garden to the Holy of Holies.
Words are only one of the languages we speak. A look at symbolism as the bridge between words and reality — and at one symbol, death, sounding the same note at every level, from a garden to the Holy of Holies.
Before the tree, Judas went back to the temple — and the men who held the key of knowledge handed him a wall instead of a door. A look at the key that opens or locks, and whose hand finally holds it.
I catch myself reaching for the verse, the correction — the thing I know that they apparently don’t. A look at the danger Paul names: knowledge puffs up, but love builds up.
Close one eye and the room goes flat. Reading and study are the two eyes we bring to the Bible — and the depth is in the two together, not in either alone.
Strip the familiarity off a baptism and it’s a strange thing to do to someone — laid all the way back until the water closes over the face, held under, then lifted out. A staged death, with a rising on the end of it. And the claim underneath it is stranger still: that it’s his death, and we’re joined into it — even those of us who weren’t there.
We keep waiting to wake up one morning with it all finally figured out. No one ever does. We learn this the way we learned to walk — by hitting the floor, repeatedly, and getting back up. Turns out the floor has a few things to teach that staying upright never could.
For three years they had the closest seat in the room — the miracles, the private explanations, every day at his side. And the Gospels are oddly honest that they understood almost none of it. Not before the cross. Not even after the empty tomb. So when did they finally understand — and where does that leave the rest of us?
“The kingdom of heaven is like leaven…” If leaven is a symbol of sin, why would Jesus compare the kingdom of God to it? A few questions worth sitting with — Matthew 13:33.