a holy vision

One of the things I came to realize in class today is that in my experience of migratory uprootedness of place and culture I have offered resistance to make home and peace with the new places that God, in his grace and abundant provision, has invited me into. Contrary to the Trinitarian dance, which is in itself an unending circle of giveness and giving, I tend to close myself to that place of wonder, a place where openness to the mystery is fostered, and where I am invited to simply be and give — grounded, with open hands, heart wide open.

The biggest challenge in cultivating a sense of place in a new place seems to be the many chronological spaces that try to drag us away from a place of kairos. In the many distractions of the spaces we are tempted to inhabit, we are less attentive or present, rather ungrounded and distant.

What a grace, however, to know that the world is not placeless. And that in all the spaces we are dragged into, God can turn them around, make them home, if we are willing to enter into the Trinitarian dance where being and giving are present. There, spaces become places where we are fully present, knowing, caring, seeing seamlessly - a holy vision. In this holy vision, one is invited to a new kind of life, a life that can only be styled by heaven touching earth, a hand touching another, hearts united instead of broken apart.

In this new heavenly vision of life, the Trinitarian circle expands, with the whole of creation holding hands, being and giving, celebrating the good news that there is more. More place, more wonder, more gratitude to be had in the Incarnated Christ, our place styled with Life.