If you look up from your phone, you will see them.
The cracks, that is.
These cracks are everywhere.
I see them in the faces of people eating alone. I see them in the tired mothers fighting to keep families together. I see them in my own boredom with what I am supposed to endorse but won’t.
I see them in the utopian drivel that is spouted by kids who don’t understand the nonsense of it all. The cracks of our world are spreading out past the t.v’s, the video games, the iPhones and the lies we are told ‘ from both sides of the glass’
But you know what.
As that poet from the suburbs of Montreal so easily stated: ” there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.`”
In the Unknown Book.
Of course you know I am going there don’t you. We read.
“The entrance of they word giveth light”
The religions of the world are cracking, the political hucksters are cracking, the money people are cracking. And…
The light is getting in.
Philosophy is cracked, always was. A poor substitute for the Unknown Book. Science is cracked, we don’t change in our fundamental denial of God and the virus.
But there is a wonderful saying that has been on my lips lately..
“Even so, come Lord Jesus”
navigating the human condition while coming to terms with the purpose of lifeIr