The God In The Cave

December 3, 2007

I can do no better to inaugurate Advent than to quote Chesterton on the stunning paradox of the Incarnation.

This sketch of the human story began in a cave; the cave which popular science associates with the cave-man and in which practical discovery has really found archaic drawings of animals. The second half of human history, which was like a new creation of the world, also begins in a cave. There is even a shadow of such a fancy in the fact that animals were again present; for it was a cave used as a stable by the mountaineers of the uplands about Bethlehem; who still drive their cattle into such holes and caverns at night. It was here that a homeless couple had crept underground with the cattle when the doors of the crowded caravanserai had been shut in their faces; and it was here beneath the very feet of the passersby, in a cellar under the very floor of the world, that Jesus Christ was born. But in that second creation there was indeed something symbolical in the roots of the primeval rock or the horns of the prehistoric herd. God also was a Cave-Man and had also traced strange shapes of creatures, curiously colored upon the wall of the world ; but the pictures that he made had come to life.

A mass of legend and literature, which increases and will never end has repeated and rung the changes on that single paradox; that the hands that had made the sun and stars were too small to reach the huge heads of the cattle.

– G.K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man

We’re also working through a Jesse Tree; last night’s reading was from 1 Samuel 16, the anointing of David.

Things have been quite busy lately, but will actually slow down a little. Or at least we will try to make them slow down a little. The stomach-bug-du-jour seems to have worked its way through the family, so we’re just crossing our fingers for 48 hours to make sure it’s petered out completely. All I can say is that it’s nice to be able to eat again.

We finally got around to watching The Last King of Scotland. Brilliant performances all around, though it got pretty gruesome towards the end. About time to re-shuffle the queue a little. It’s time for some lightweight stuff.

Spengler is on-hold for the moment – I’ve switched gears considerably and am reading Lewis’ Reflections on the Psalms. Lovely stuff.


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