I continue to be amazed at how much I learn about a person at their funeral. The person’s surviving family is on display, telling stories and disclosing ‘safe’ family secrets. The person’s life-journey is on display, via a series of pictures from birth to decline. The person’s faith is on display, in the choice of the readings and the selection of hymns. I often come away thinking how little I knew that person, and how much more they were, as a person, than I ever knew.

I often wonder if the same is true of God. I do know him, and thankfully am known by him. I do know some of his attributes and plans and promises. I do know experientially his faithfulness and fellowship and gospel and grace. I do know via the testimony of others, his profound wisdom and the depths of his love. But I wonder if that is, as old Job put it, but the ‘outer fringe of his works’.

The wonder is that in heaven, I will know more, but never know all. That is the power of those special omni words: potent, science & presence. But what adds to my wonder, is that none of that which will remain forever hidden and undisclosed and undisclosable, will contain the least darkness or sin; and all that will be progressively revealed will deepen my wonder and increase my love. And how nice, about my God, to always and forever have something good (eu) to say (logy).