Light On Dark Water

She keeps reading my mind and then putting what’s there into words better than I can. Again, she’s talking about a comic (or, as some prefer, graphic novel). I don’t know that I want to read “a horror comic about an advertising designer being stalked across the Atlantic by a murderous child,” and if the review had been written by anyone else I probably wouldn’t have read it. But I’m rewarded with this:

One of the horrors of human life—maybe the central horror—is that we can commit irrevocable acts. We can do things that we can never take back. Even the Christian promise of salvage can seem incomprehensible: Can even God heal the damage I’ve done, redeem and repair and transform what’s been broken?

Without Christ, without afterlife, without baptism into Christ’s death and resurrection, salvage is, if possible, even harder to comprehend.

(Here is the whole review.)

Yes, the promise of salvage is hard to believe. Yet not to believe in it can seem almost unbearable. Maybe not even almost. I sometimes wonder how many people are prevented from even looking toward God by the despairing sense that nothing can ever repair the damage in their lives. After all, it’s in the past, where it can never be touched. But God is there, then, just as much as he is here, now. Not was, is.

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