I stand before a sacred hall
peering deep within, I am
drawn into its dark passages
a moving light shines,
I walk towards the light
I grasp the light and a piece falls into my hands
warm, soft, comfortable
The light moves on
faint at first then stronger, beckoning me on
again I grasp the light
sharp is the new piece, but it fits with the old
The light moves on
I move through the wondrous halls
the light leads me into new depths.
the light in my hand grows
the light before me never goes out
© Ruth Jewell, April 24, 2010
Recently it has been course work driving my thoughts and the courses this quarter are definitely thought-provoking. Hermeneutics is one course that has caused me much heart burn but also given me a new way to explore how I view a text. The little poem above says much as to how I am beginning to understand the interpretation of sacred writings or any work for that matter. The little insights I receive each time I read a text, view a visual art, or hear words or music in an audible work of art are like pieces of a puzzle, they fit together in a unique way that is called ‘my understanding’ of the work. Every time I return to those works I receive new pieces and move to a new depth within the work. It is exciting to realize, like an archeologist, I am removing one layer at a time of a great work, but, unlike some archeological sites I will never run out of layers in most, if not all, great works. What is even more exciting is I am beginning to apply these methods to more than the works of us lowly Beings; I am also beginning to look at the Works of God, discovering layers of meaning in the greatest work of all time, creation. What I find are not hard facts or quantifiable data but mystery, and the layers are questions that lead to questions, questions that can’t be answered by any means known to me today. I think the unanswerable questions are why creation fills me to such depth! The interpretation of the layers of creation allows me to have hoped that there are no answers that can’t be answered and that they’re too many questions to be answered except by the faith I have in the God, Spirit, and Son. Some things are just too precious to be interpreted in this life; some questions must wait until God decides we are ready to hear the answer.
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” Some things are just too precious to be interpreted in this life”…my exact quibble with Systematic Theology.