To Feel Enduring Love Like a Stroke of Pure Luck

To Feel Enduring Love Like a Stroke of Pure Luck

Christ is contingency.

Contingency. Meaning subject to chance, not absolute. Meaning uncertain, as reality, right down to the molecular level, is uncertain. As all of human experience is uncertain. I suppose to think of God in these terms might seem for some people deeply troubling (not to mention heretical), but I find it a comfort. It is akin to the notion of God entering and understandingor understanding that there could be no understandinghuman suffering. If Christianity is going to mean anything at all for us now, then the humanity of God cannot be a half measure.

No, God is given over to matter, the ultimate Uncertainty Principle. There's no release from reality, no "outside" or "beyond" from which some transforming touch might come. But what a relief it can be to befriend contingency, to meet God right here in the havoc of chance, to feel enduring love like a stroke of pure luck.

Christian Wiman, My Bright Abyss


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