Soteriological Groping Poem by Denis Mair

(Pardon my theological shenanigans)

The person who asks big questions has big faith, because he/she is committed to searching for as long as it takes. Predigested answers won't do, but different digestive systems can assimilate parts of the answer.

What if Christ is the same LOGOS that was there at the beginning, namely the 'Word' mentioned in Genesis? In that case we can begin to seek him in the kind of information that is threaded through the cosmos, giving it structure.

And maybe there's a resonance between the information that structures us and the information that starts the cosmos moving at a much more fundamental level.

Maybe this kind of resonance is uplifting if we allow it to inform our lives.

Between the trellises of transcendental numbers, maybe the LOGOS uses mathematical functions to build bridges of energy, until the vacuum foam paves the way for a singularity.

Maybe there's beauty in the paradox of how far away those bridging functions seem to be from our incarnated predicaments, even though their great power under-girds our existence in the most direct, immediate way.

We have been saved from nothingness at the very beginning by a telos that is aiming, through us, toward the future harmony beyond us. Perhaps when we receive an intimation of this, we take a step towards salvation?