The Trinity---A Mystery of Certainty

One of the benefits of this stay-at-home era (and there aren’t many!) is that I have become quite serious in my quest to improve my health and stamina by walking more.  I started by struggling just to get around the block, but I’m now up to 3 miles.  It takes me about an hour and a half; the same time it takes me to pray 3 Rosaries, with a little time left to reflect on Scripture, as well.  I still can’t wait for the restrictions to lift enough so that we can attend Masses and receive the Eucharist, though.  I’m coping with my ‘fast’ of the Body and Blood of Christ with these added Rosaries and meditations.  They’re helping me get through my feelings of loneliness for Jesus.

My meditation today on Jesus’ gentle chastisement of Philip led me to an image of God that, I realized, I invoke less frequently these days.  It’s of God as the Holy Trinity.  It’s that Triune God about whom Jesus is speaking to Philip and sounding almost frustrated when He replies to the apostle’s request for proof by responding, “After I have been with you all this time, you still do not know me?  Whoever has seen me has seen the Father”; and later, “Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me” (John 14:7-14).  It’s also the image of God about whom Paul and Barnabas, after the Resurrection and now “filled with the Holy Spirit”, were preaching to the Jews, who understandably rejected that image and drove those apostles out of their community (Acts 13:44-52), the two following Jesus’ earlier instruction to pause only long enough to “shake the dust” from their feet and move on (Luke 9:5). 

I’ve known about the Trinity since I was in grade school, but I’m still confused by the concept; One God, three Divine Persons.  When any of us back in 2^nd grade expressed our confusion, we were assured that if we didn’t understand the concept, it was OK, because this was one of God’s “mysteries”.  Over the years though, I’ve found myself picking and choosing between those three Divine Persons, depending on the nature of my prayer on a given occasion.  When my prayer seeks the ear of the omniscient and all-powerful One who is imagined as looking down on me from above, I pray to God, the Father.  When the topic is more one of human foible and mishap, I turn to Jesus, the Son.  And when I’m looking for wisdom or insight into the here-and-now of my life, the Holy Spirit gets a call.  Very seldom, anymore, do I explicitly recognize the unity of those three Divine Persons.

But my meditation today encouraged me to do exactly that.  And when I did, I was struck immediately by the magnificent majesty of the Trinity, of God as Supreme Being with a splendor and a glory beyond my comprehension.  I was simply left in awe.  What most overwhelmed was that the magnificence of the Trinity was in its expression of God’s Love for me by the Father who loved me enough to send His Son, by the Son who was born, lived and died for me, and who then left behind for me the very Spirit of His life to accompany me in love on my own journey.  I might not have said this all right conceptually, but that’s still OK, because the Trinity is still a mystery, as I was assured so long ago.