I Love a Mystery

Few of us remember radio as “THE” voice of all news and entertainment. For those not living in the thirties and fourties, I would picture for you that big, rounded, mahogony box with fat control knobs, and a grill covered with tapestry fabric. It sat on a likewise dark-wood table in the livingroom with a crocheted doily under it. The antennae cleverly strung over the door casing.

Those who can imagine that scene can recall the then all-time adventure serial “I Love a Mystery”, circa, 1939 and it’s sequel “I Love an Adventure” through 1952. Both capturing the mysteries confronted by Jack, Doc, and Reggie. So influential was the show, that it even inspired the Hanna-Barbara cartoon, “Scooby Doo Where are you”. In that, I have just invited in those who remember the late sixties and early seventies.

It seems that not knowing what comes next, or being scared our of our pants, rates pretty darn high on the entertainment scale.. from the very early days.

The Bible holds it’s own with anything we can conjure up in the “Miraculous and Unseen”, for it shows us a world where regular life is continually touched by divinity. The unseen world of divine power measured against everyday stuff. People today think of miracles as events that defy the laws of nature; like the rising and setting of the sun, and that the miracle only occurs when God intervenes and alters the course of nature,

When the bible was written there was an entirely different perspective; they believed that God governed nearly everything that happened – Seed and harvest, feeding birds of the air, clothing the lillies; the very simplest of things.

Then or now, whatever we may attribute to “things of God” – He holds the key to the future, and He chooses His own moments of revelation. It is a historic, every-day serial where He chooses to broadcast, whenever…. we just need to stay tuned,

Then the wall between the ordinary visible and the unseen will dissolve. As Paul said, “We see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face” . 1 Cor. 13:12.

We are challenged by the whole mystery of it, and like the child I was, I love it. Except now there is no stattic, and it no longer scares me out of my pants.

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