I’m thinking about miracles this morning. Is a miracle a divine act or a divine story? Both? The boundary between act and story has narrowed, as has the boundary between divine and human.I had to stop writing yesterday. I’m not sure why miracles dislike being probed. Except by children, perhaps.
Story reveals what wants to remain hidden. Story brings the divine out of hiding. Does the divine fear being seen? I believe humans exist in stories, through stories. However, it is one story told many different ways. What is authentically human does not exist in multiplicity. The divine is one. The human is one. The miracle is one. The past has not yet arrived. It brings the One. Now, I am too many!