2025-03-11 A Meditation on High Architecture
“14 “Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. 2 In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. 4 And you know the way to where I am going.” 5 Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” 6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. 7 If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.”” (John 14:1-7 ESV)
Man’s projects, what dreams may come, to build, to envision: such is the stuff of mania, that is, of counter-activity towards despair and forlorn times. Yet whether mania or health—preferably the latter—man’s dreams are so often unfulfilled. There is so much work to be done on all sides. There are so many avenues for ideas clever or simply thought out once or twice.
That some evolved Peace should teach the crew to pray in unison, to group-think, to vibe and meld, dance and emote, is itself beyond our standard scope of Ideas. We rarely think beyond the red light-green light efficacy. But the first fact of our Vision, is that it enables us to Forgive, to forgive ourselves, to change our pattern of behavior if so required, to be Confident: the brain puzzles, the soul puzzles, these will follow us because eye hath not seen nor ear heard what God has prepared for those who love Him, and, the gifts and the callings of God are irrevocable (1 Cor 2:9; Rom 11:29).
And to our heroes, who taught us, from whom a dismissive word most smartly hurts, and from whom an invite to “Come up here!” makes happy little portents of us. Of our Soul, respected for that pro-life-together Vibe that hears murmurs and encircles, vibrates, gesticulates right on through the good thought stuff and the ill, Healing, Forming, Lauding, Honoring: we rightly Pray in the Spirit, because in it we see ourselves as God sees us, happy little creatures, wild-eyed little adherents, dreamy little characters on the fabric of illustrated life. Life in community. Life as it confronts Illness and Satanism, Knowing Church properly understood should indeed begin by convicting those within its walls, seeing Sin manifest itself there as much as on the highways and the byways.
The Fast, then, makes no apologies for the Visions found therein. We have spent our day hard at work, and then an hour opens up in which we are coding life. We are philosophizing life. We are imagining Big, life on life. And the projects, the architectures, the efficient social tools: so lacking are they, and so wondrously we laud those indeed completed. We can finally be Peace and Understanding in a soldier’s mindset of Giving our lives unto the brotherhood and the sisterhood, the personhood who reassures: our Father in Heaven is pleasantly commanding, not shedding more than a hidden tear for our sacrifices, because we don’t wish Him to. Yet mourn He must, and in this mourning find Mandate. To see through to the end that Promise of a new day. To see through to the end that Mechanism of fruition, of completion, of coming together. We come together because it is written in the stars. We have new languages and these prompt additional questions, is the language we speak enough to illuminate Christ with us? Is our language sufficient, to beep and honk through the malaise and to be chipper and tweeting around the Positivity?