Today has been humble pi. “Humble” because it has been an humbling experience … first, in Bible class this morning, being humbled by the confession of a brother who has been giving in to his addiction to pain medication following a back injury a couple of years ago. The thirty or so of us in class just gathered around him, put our hands on his shoulders, hugged his neck, and prayed as two elders led us.
Then, this evening, being humbled by the courage of a close friend sharing the lamentations he and his wife shared ten years ago this week at the loss of their infant son.
I will never forget the words the minister shared at that funeral that the two of them had shared with him:
“We don’t know why God took our son home. But we also don’t know why He blessed us with a beautiful older daughter, and family and friends to love and support us.”
Such wisdom; such eternal perspective.
I guess that eternal perspective. God’s unending love glimpsed so clearly for those moments in all its length and breadth and heighth and depth that nothing could separate us from it.
That, and the inexpressible nature of the feeling of humility it gives you, and the perception of His greatness. Like the exact value of pi, you can just go on and on adding expression after expression to describe it, but you would never reach the end.
Never ever ever.