The mind of the heart

In an essay on the nativity, Madeline L’Engle describes her struggle to accept a God who would be born of human flesh, a God who would “limit the limitless” in order to save all of creation.  She struggles with the story we tell and retell, year after year, and how to make sense of it within the context of our lives today.

On Christmas morning we will hear familiar, poetic words from the Gospel of John:

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.

There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify to the light, so that all might believe through him. He himself was not the light, but he came to testify to the light. The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world.

One of the things I love most about this scripture is the way it shifts unapologetically from deeply mysterious poetry to straight narrative: There was a man sent from God, whose name was John.  The text alerts us that an unknowable, indefinable Something – something unlike anything in all of creation, is about to manifest in a new way in our world.

In The Irrational Season, Madeline L’Engle tells us the only way to begin to get a glimpse of this Something, the only way to begin to grasp it, is to use “the mind of the heart.”  To otherwise contain, define or capture it is to not know it at all.  This human tendency toward taming the unknowable results in our creating something small, something that has little to do with God and everything to do with our ego and our need to control.

On Christmas morning at St. Francis, our worship will include a baptism.  Some would argue against the practice of baptizing infants.  And, yet, what better time can there be for a baptism?  Who better than an infant — whose mental capacities are not yet able to interfere with the mind of the heart — to receive the light of Christ?  And, so, we celebrate the birth of Christ, the Word who became flesh to live among us, full of grace and truth.

(Photo taken in October 2011 at St. Francis In-the-Field, with Deacon Linda Rosengren.)

About Mother Beth Tjoflat

Episcopal priest, urban contemplative, playwright, lover of hounds, American of Chilean-Norwegian-Moravian descent. Interests include transformational ministry with the forgotten and marginalized; church planting and congregational development; 12-step spirituality; Hispanic ministry; radical hospitality, and spending time with dear friends.
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