My thoughts are 3 dimensional. I take a hard look, flip them over, turn them upside down and then do it all over again. It’s not easy living a life of 3 dimensional thought and translating those thoughts onto 2 dimensional paper. I mean, what happens to the missing dimension?
I can only suspect it lives in spirit—in the writing’s heart and soul. That, to me is the challenge—to go beyond the visible, the recognizable and the momentary, to somehow express the invisible qualities of the spirit of thought into mere words on paper. To fill paper with the breathings of the heart, as Wordsworth would say.
The beloved Apostle penned his chronicles of the Christ. He describes him as logos, the Word made visible, giving his audience a new, unique view of the Invisible Spirit of God through a powerful divine self-expression: Jesus Christ, the living Word of God.
The Word clothed in skin and fleshed out among us.
If the Invisible God expressed His thoughts perfectly through logos, is it possible for me to experience logos in such a way that my words could somehow express the invisible, the sometimes unrecognizable, Spirit-thoughts of God?
I’m reminded of how the Apostle ends his narrative—the Aramaic is especially poetic, “The world itself would be emptied out into the books that would be written”. John is speaking of logos, the Living Expression of the Invisible God, wrapped in a multitude of good thoughts towards mankind.
There is always a word, wrapped in a thought. Followed by another. Followed by another. An unending ballad published among the heavenly seas, its verses written far into eternity.
To travel in thought beyond the visible, the recognizable, the momentary into the beauty realm of Spirit … into the beauty realm of prose, I suppose … for me is heaven.
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone.William Wordsworth
Where are your thoughts traveling today? Perhaps you’ll find God waiting for you there. For no one is ever really alone and He makes for a marvelous traveling companion.
Love & Peace,
In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul. Psalm 94:19