On a recent January 1, I read the Creation account in Genesis 1 and said out loud (to be honest, squealed like a girl), “Mystery abounds!” I then wrote Mystery abounds! at the bottom of the page.
Also, I decided to put the initials MA at the bottom of any page on which I found something that was mysterious, that seemed hard to understand, or that raised a question. Can you guess how many pages I initialed that year?
All of them.
Mystery, which is truth beyond human understanding, is built into the deal. God declares,
As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. (Isaiah 55:9, NIV)
We get this. We’ve all had to hold back information from someone we didn’t think could handle it.
Part of communion is trusting—and loving—the mystery of God. We must often squint at the beauty of God’s holiness through a thick veil of human limitation.
Until every church disciples every man...
(excerpt from Man Alive)