Pastor Jeton asked me to climb a very high mountain this morning. As preparation, Janice and I tried to get as close as possible to the top of one of the highest mountains in Kosova, Gjeravica (8,500+feet). We took our little car as high as we could in search of the hiking trail but were defeated when the very rough track took us too close to a precipice. The Bridges were 'interesting'...
... especially after I discovered broken wooden supports when I took this picture of one of the them (sorry, mum!).
All in an effort to get as close to the top of this mountain as possible. A brief glimpse through the clouds was all we managed.
So, what was the high mountain Jeton asked me to climb this morning? He asked me to preach on the Trinity, a challenging subject for even the most academic of theologians. Indeed I would argue that it is impossible to ascend the summit this side of the grave because it is a mystery. A glorious mystery worthy of exploration, but an insoluble mystery until we meet God face to face. If we were able to solve the mystery God would not be God. I started with God's oneness, before venturing further up the mountain.
I won't bore you with the rest of the sermon, but I concluded with the ancient Greek word perichorisis, used by the early church to express the intimacy and interconnectedness of the three persons of the godhead. Some modern theologians have interpreted the word imaginatively to see the trinity as a divine dance. I unknowingly tried my best to express that, beautifully captured/doctored by my friend Ilir. Ahem.
