Favorite Child

Somewhere far beyond these ages of ages, Being that in the Fourth Dimension is the Eternal Word at Will, reflects, or reflected, or will reflect -- {tense matters not, as tense, a concept of the human social construct of Time, cannot exist without height, depth and breadth which in that Somewhere are not} -- reflects on the human experiment that, conceived as homoioúsios, nearly made it in that one, favorite, beloved universe. They loved and were loved. They laughed and wept and stormed and raged and fought, were conceived, born, lived and died, but always loved with Us, whom they sometimes erroneously perceived as dispassionate. The humans will be completed, and our Creator, who in a flash of Time and a burst of flame said YHWH, “tell them Being sent you”, will grieve for us, all the conceived, the named, the unnamed, the lived, the died, the never born but eternally loved, the known but to God, the legion, speck on a speck.

A dozen and some years ago, Time magazine -- I saved the issue, it’s around here somewhere -- ran a front cover and feature article on the end of the universe. That would be our particular universe and Earth, our speck under heaven. The scientists envisioned in a billion, billion, billion years, the Big Bang (ours that is, our speck on a speck universe) slowing, dying, cooling, until finally at absolute zero, ceasing to exist.

There were, are, and ever shall be others in the Mind of God. But we will have been God’s favorite, the apple of God's eye. You, Λεγιὼν, and even Θωμᾶς, speck on a speck, beloved one and all, deeply grieved for what was and for what might have been.

Perhaps the Being will say us again in God’s own time.

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

Thomas