Fr.
Tony’s Letter to the Trinitarians
May
2020
Between
Two Worlds
Harlem by Langston HughesWhat happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore—And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over—like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.Or does it explode?
Delayed
hope is painful. Delay makes you wonder
if the hope is warranted, and if its fulfilment will ever arrive. Early Christians after the Day of Pentecost
experienced it when their hopes that our glorified Lord would return soon
seemed dashed when the longer the return took, the longer the wait ahead
seemed. But we had been through a
dashing of hopes before: the crucifixion
and death of Jesus. But then Easter
morning arrived and told us that we never should have lost hope. So as the Parousia was delayed, our faith
hunkered down over centuries, condensed into the dogged affirmation that Jesus
would again come to us, no matter how long it took.
One
way we have been able to do this is by understanding that the resurrection of
our Lord was the beginning of the end of this world: God’s Reign broke into our world in the
earthly ministry of Jesus, became all the clearer in his death of resurrection,
and would remain with us in the here and now, again, as long as it takes, until
its final revelation in fulness.
We
are living in the time between two kingdoms:
this impermanent world, passing and fading quickly as the grass and
flowers, and the Age to Come, where the impermanent has been replaced with
unchanging, deathless glory. We Christians
respond to dreams deferred, not by any of the troubled ways Langston Hughes
described, but by looking hard and seeing the glory before our eyes even as our
eyes seem obscured by shadows and shades.
And
in this, there is hope, and strength for the wait.
Grace
and Peace, Fr. Tony+
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