Visible monuments of love can easily be googled and gazed at in the form of images and corresponding calculations.
We were both waking up with tea in hand when the topic of underwater exploration and mountains somehow arose. The question soon came: what is the tallest peak in the world and could the deepest part of the ocean cover it? And Google said: The deepest part of the ocean is 36,070 feet while the highest mountain peak sits at just 8,848 ft. So even if we could somehow levy the highest mountain and drop it into the depth of the Mariana Trench- the deepest point of the ocean- it could indeed be swallowed with room to spare.
This is where Michael’s expressive hand gestures came into the picture. “Don’t you see? This is a very small way for us to see a visible form of God’s love. Paul in Ephesians says ‘and may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.'” Those are visual words. But we don’t always see it. We can come to times in our lives when we feel like we’ve been dunked to the bottom of the ocean floor. Love seems absent.
I’ve let this simple post sit for 3 plus months saved in the draft section because well, I feel like I have been transported to the Mariana Trench myself. Sometimes the unexpected turns in life can have me questioning where is this love? Where is God’s presence? Can I still have hope? Yet, in spite of the proverbial darkness, I still know the truth. Hope isn’t wishful thinking and love is not a feeling. God’s presence surrounds us in all seasons. Even in the inky waters, there still shines the bio-luminescent organisms that light up like fireflies on a Kentucky night. That small glimmer of light to let us know we are not alone.