By Archdeacon Howard Stringfellow
9 August 2012
Judges 8:22-35, Psalm 27, Saint John 1:43-21 (Feria)
With a practiced finger, the sales clerk pushed the bridge of his spectacles half-way up his nose and squinted. “You could ride this bicycle all the way to heaven.” The young lady, just twelve, returned her answer, “All I know is that I want to ride and to ride and to ride. How shall I know if I get to heaven?” “First of all,” the sales clerk said, “you’ll be on your way by doing what you really want to do.” With practiced skill, he continued. “And you will know you are there, because you will forget to ask your question along the way.”
And so it is. The Lord who made us made it possible for us to find him by following what he made us to enjoy. I have staked my life on this proposition: where there is truth, there is God. It is not really possible to misappropriate truth.
In the Gospel today, Nathanael asks Jesus, “Where did you get to know me?” (1:48). The answer “I saw you under the fig tree” means something like “How could I not know you?” You see, we are his, and his forever. Our paths lead to him. Our paths are in him. I know I have forgotten to ask my questions along the way.