A poem for today…
Have you ever noticed that things tend to come in threes?
Whether it’s “the good, the bad, and the ugly,” or “snap, crackle, and pop,” there’s something about threes that seems to tickle our sensibilities!
Maybe it’s that it’s as easy as one, two, three to keep it to this little number. Or perhaps it’s the full-circle of three hundred and sixty degrees – it always brings us back to where we started!
It can be simple like small, medium, and large, or more complex like sine, cosine, and tangent. It can be a literary work like “Lion, Witch, and the Wardrobe,” or the victorious words of Julius Caesar when he came, he saw, he conquered.
You may find Peter, Paul, and Mary in the Bible, or singing in the 1960s about peace, love, and understanding. And stories that permeate our culture include not two, but three musketeers, three kings, and three blind mice.
Four seems to be too much – what would we do with four-hole binders in school? And it’s not the butcher, the baker, the candle-stick maker, and the taxidermist – no, that takes things too far: you’d never fit all four in a tub!
And three makes for the perfect waltz – check with your musician on that. Things seem to be meant to come in threes. And so it is with the Trinity. Creator doesn’t capture it, incarnate word tells us part of it, and Holy Spirit is too ethereal for some tastes – so we use all three to develop a picture of the Great Mystery, the Source of Life, the One that is Love.