I pulled on a thread that was hanging loosely from my shirt the other day. The whole seam opened up. Maybe you have had that happen to you. With his poetic voice, Isaiah cries out, wishing God would tear through a seam and be set free from the confines of heaven. He wishes for a way that we could know that God is here among us. Isaiah laments our iniquities and sins that so easily spoil everything. Have you ever felt like that?
But the heavens did tear open with the cry of a child in a manger, a voice at baptism, and empty tomb on Easter morning. The seams of heaven opened and love, mercy and forgiveness spilled out all over us. Because of this, we rise again and the spirit of Christ reaches through us. Everyday living and loving, friendly smiles, laughing at the table, washing the clothes, being a good neighbour, simple help and acts of kindness are now the result of that unravelled seam.
Is it outrageous? I don’t think so. By their witness, God’s own beloved children now show the unravelled seam of heaven: Christ is among us.
Lord of wonder and surprise, show your love through me. Amen. — TKR