‘And I wept much, because no man was found worthy to open and read the book, neither to look thereon. And one of he elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold the Lion of the tribe of Juda, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.’ (Rev 5:3-5)
Let us imagine our life centered on this promise of salvation. The centrifugal forces of life are carrying us away from this centre, time and again. When one is young, nothing is observed from this. Reaching middle age, and further, we share John’s sentiment. We are weeping much over what was wasted in our life. There is so much time, indeed, which we could have used much better. There is so much lost for ever, and those days, weeks, months, years, and decades will never come back. This is our existential weeping on the threshold of (our) final Judgement.
Who can give us back this lost integrity? ‘Weep not: behold the Lion of the tribe of Juda!’ He alone can open us again into that lost parallel life of Love. Not that we can live anew, and take those paths which we should have taken. But there will be, let’s hope, a vision of that life, for which it is worth undergoing purification and repentance. Let this cinema of our ‘second life’ bring about a reawakening. Still there is time to recuperate our strength -and live a fuller life till Judgement comes.
These are verbal Icons, expressions of how the world is seen from Saint Augustine's..