A Fragmentary Masterpiece
What if you could take your one messy, complicated life,all of your failures and your unmet yearnings,all of the colours, the dreams and the hungersand, just for a moment, see it for what it is:a fragmentary masterpiece of the universe,a speck of dust dancing in the sunbeamswhich you alone hold in warm, cupped hands.
There is so much amazingness in this, isn't there? The line that resonates with me the most is where Mellor writes that our life is "a fragmentary masterpiece of the universe."
Come on! How beautiful is that? Of course, our lives are brief in the grand scheme of things. We're a small painted thread on the great velvet painting of everything.
But that small painted thread is a masterpiece, painted by a true Master who has given us glorious purpose in our short, messy, complicated lives.
To shift to the metaphors Mellor uses, we are also a speck of dust.
But that dust is made of stars, illuminated by the star above our heads, a star that shines a light that we can hold in our hands, let bathe over our weary faces, and show us the way forward in the darkness.
I see this light as the very Light of the World---the light that Jesus said was within each of us, a light that cannot be overwhelmed by the darkness of death, that lives beyond the brief moment we are present in this reality.
There is an eternity in all of us. We are both now, and not yet. We are becoming, even though we may be dying. We are not done. Ever.
There is so much beyond our imagination, and all of the unfulfilled dreams, wrong turns, and unmet yearnings will one day be resolved, if not in this life, then in the next.
Using Jesus' own words to Mary and Martha as they grieved the death of their brother Lazarus, we should ask ourselves his question to them: "Do you believe this?"
Do we? Do we, really? We must. It's the stuff of hope.
May it be so, and may the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with us all, now and forever. Amen.