From Exodus 29:45-46, we
have been given the pre-Christian glory of God:
“And I will dwell among the
children of Israel, and will be their God.
And they shall know that I am the Lord their God, that brought them
forth out of the land of Egypt, that I may dwell among them: I am the Lord their
God.”
From out of the late 19th
century comes this poetic testament of a Gentile lady who understood the
immense importance of God’s heart for those who cast their lot with God’s
chosen people Israel:
With this ambiguous earth
His dealings have been told us. These abide: the signal to a maid, the human
birth, the lesson, and the young Man crucified. But not a star of all the innumerable
host of stars has heard how He administered this terrestrial ball. Our race
have kept their Lord’s entrusted Word. Of His earth-visiting feet none knows
the secret,
cherished, perilous, the terrible, shame-fast, frightened, whispered, sweet, heart-shattering
secret of His way with us. No planet
knows that this our wayside planet, carrying land and wave, Love and life multiplied,
and pain and bliss, bears, as chief
treasure, one forsaken grave.
Nor, in our little day, may
His devices with
the heavens be guessed, His pilgrimage to thread the Milky Way or His bestowals
there be manifest. But in the
eternities, doubtless we shall compare together, hear a million alien gospels, in
what guise He trod the
Pleiades, the Lyre, the Bear. O, be prepared, my soul! to read the
inconceivable, to scan the myriad forms of God those stars unroll when, in our
turn, we show to them a Man. Alice Meynell, Christ in the Universe
