Beneath the Surface

Standing at the tip of Cape Lookout, ocean stretches to the horizon. Grey, green, silver by turns, sunlight, reflected, hides all beneath the surface; beautiful and enigmatic. So much life, so much drama, so much physics and chemistry is invisible.

So it is with us. I see you, interact with you, enjoy your company, but I see only your surface. Beneath that which you reveal is a depth which I cannot know. If you are like me, part is self-protective, part impossible to put into words. No matter how long we associate, no matter how close the relationship, we are, at best, barely more than nodding acquaintances. What and who we are is hidden beneath a sun-polished surface, unseen, unknown perhaps unknowable.

Yet, in Him, who knows us to the tiniest atom, we have a Divine bridge, a Revealer of hidden things, a clear window, a door into that which we conceal. We become more transparent, revealing who we truly are and handling that which is revealed with loving care. We begin to trust, to open that which we so carefully protect.

How grateful I am that He opens portals between us that we may know and be known.

6/13/18

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