What is that?

So, I'm driving down the road listening to NPR's Science Friday with this guest talking about images from some space mission. He's talking about how they got these pictures of something they didn't expect. There's these two lights in the pictures, and they don't know what they are. Right now, the images are from so far away, all they really look like is two dots. But, he says, they plan to take shots closer to the lights, or whatever they are, and those shots will be 100 times better than the current ones. And the current shots -- they are already 100 times better than the previous ones. And, listening to him talk, it hits me.

The truth of what he's saying---how they are seeing something. They have the images. But they don't know what it is they're looking at...Yet. Those things, whatever they are, have always been there. But, before, they were looking from so far away, they couldn't even tell. Now, they're closer, and they can seem something. Soon, they'll be even closer, and maybe they'll be able to make sense of what exactly they're looking at. 100 years from now? Who knows what they'll know about these little mysteries?

One hundred years from now, who knows what I'll know about my own little mysteries? God has all of my days recorded. He has for forever. Literally. "Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:16)." In some mysterious way, all of my days have always been, in that God has always had them planned out. 

But me, I'm so small, so inside time, that I haven't been able to see the happenings of my life plainly until I arrive right up on top of them. Sometimes, I see dimly the things that are coming---so dimly that all they look like is those 2 blobs of light out there in the universe. 'What, exactly, are they? What am I looking at?' If I'm being honest, even when I am "right up on top of them", I am often, still, perplexed. 'Okay, yes, I see them now. They are, uh...well, they look like...well, they feel like...um...well, I don't really know.' 

Sometimes, I look back at "old pictures", and suddenly, in the right light, those memories and experiences seem so much more plain. 'Oh, that's what was going on then. I see what you did there, God.' And, sometimes, no matter what the light looks like, no matter the quality of the "picture", I still don't have a word for what I'm seeing. Maybe sometimes---maybe most times, I have to settle my hope in the fact that, one day---maybe 100 years of days from now---the picture will be clear. I will have words for what I will then see clearly. All the angst will fall away, and it will only be joy that I comprehend. And it will only be pleasure that I experience. And it will only be praise that I speak.

"For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known (1 Corinthians 13:12)."

This. This truth that God knows in full. God plans in full. God loves in full. This truth is enough to sustain when I don't know why. All the things I don't understand now. All the "no's" in answer to prayer. All the suffering that doesn't make sense to me. All the waiting. All of it. It's those 2 lights...out there. It's something. It's not meaningless. In time, it will even make sense. And, more than just making sense, it will bring praise to the One who is Creator, Father, Lover, Friend, Shepherd, Master. It's good. 

So, I look forward to the coming closer. To the understanding, yes. But, mostly, closer to the One who understands. And I don't wait alone. He's here now.