BitterSweetLife

What do you get when heaven and earth collide?



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Life often seems to me beautiful and incomplete. Mesmeric, but possessed with an air of absence. Lovely but broken.

G.K. Chesterton described the same thing when he said:

According to Christianity, we were indeed the survivors of a wreck, the wreck of a golden ship that had gone down before the beginning of the world.

Accordingly, the fragments of this shipwreck are everywhere.

Relationships, for example, perpetually delight and disappoint, and often at the same time. They somehow manage to be both less and more than we expect.

The glorified icon of “career” is the same way. No matter how sweet your job, the evidence remains plentiful that you were intended for “more than this.”

Why do the pieces of our lives, when looked at closely, reveal a host of chips and cracks? As if we live in a mosaic world.

The way I see it, heaven and earth went head to head once, to cause all this debris. Earth and the angels flew in similar orbits until Adam and Eve gave God that first and most fatal cold shoulder. Then the world lurched in its orbit and the collision was inevitable—CRASH!—mangled Eden. Heaven did not give way for rebel earth.

But there was another “accident,” this one divinely initiated, and this time when the earth jolted from impact, all the previously broken pieces begin to glow faintly. Christ walked in the door and heaven shook the world again, and made all the fragments luminescent—charged with light.

Christ’s entry was a harbinger that the whole incandescent puzzle would be sorted out, mended.

So what do you get when heaven and earth collide? Glowing fragments.
The fragments are neither complete nor tragic. They’re simply not fixed yet.

That will change.

In the meantime, sunset glows while glass cracks underfoot.

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