Your First Day on Earth

One more thing about yesterday’s sermon.  Instead of taking the ‘waking / watchfulness’ texts and relating them to the usual idea of ‘live today as if it were your last’, we were encouraged to think about waking to each day ‘as if it were your first’.  That idea, combined with the exegesis of the ‘left behind’ motif in Matt. 24.40-41 mentioned in the previous post, just brought back to mind the following quotation from Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead:

‘I feel sometimes as if I were a child
who opens its eyes on the world once and sees amazing things it will
never know any names for and then has to close its eyes again.  I know
all this is mere apparition compared to what awaits us, but it is only
lovelier for that.  There is a human beauty in it.  And I can’t believe
that, when we have all been changed and put on incorruptibility, we
will forget our fantastic condition of mortality and impermanence, the
great bright dream of procreating and perishing that meant the whole
world to us.  In eternity, this world will be Troy, I believe, and all
that has passed here will be the epic of the universe, the ballad they
sing in the streets.  Because I don’t imagine any reality putting this
one in the shade entirely, and I think piety forbids me to try.’ (p.65)