and then Magritte says...

...that "mystery means nothing, it is unknowable."

I can't believe that I am about to disagree with my favorite painter. In relation to my previous post, mystery is not necessarily unknowable and it surely means something. Whatever the meaning is, it most probably exists. I've made it clear that I believe in God....a theist God. A God that is involved in our daily circumstances. A God whose idea of timing is inexplicably complex and occasionally frustrating.

So I'll just say that maybe the Truth about the Holy Trinity is something we won't really be able to appreciate at this particular moment of human existence. Of course, that doesn't mean we shouldn't continue to pursue our comprehension of it, among other things.

My typing skills and short-term memory can't cope with the questions that my mind is enumerating right now. Argh. The questions just escaped. Buried with the immediate past. Argh.