You Matter To Me

John understands mattering like no one else. His "sacramental theology" is crucial to our understanding of the new life Christ gives. The matter is the medium for the life of the spirit. And what is mattering but a transcription of transcendent truth and reality into the corporeal world?

It's funny how certain things you think about (things you have managed to matter into mystic conversation) keep getting more and more important, even when you've left them alone for a while.

I don't understand it. But I know it just the same. I know that Life Matters. Does Love Matter? I think it can only matter through people. We can only know it through incarnation.

You are your soul. And your soul matters to your body, or your body matters to your soul. What does it mean to tell someone that they matter to you? I do not know.

But I know that sometimes I look at the spiderwebs and sunsets and I see you. Is that you mattering to me?

Sometimes You are there when North Wind comes roaring up the land in loud October. Or when the sun is on the river in Christ Church meadow, or on those rare nights when I can see Jupiter on my walk home down Pullens Lane.

Other worlds Matter.

Elliora matters your spirit to me darling. She is speaking even now, stealing in through the blackness into my half-opened window, sending her golden and scarlet hands into the firmament. Will she find you? Will she make her way across wind and rest upon your eyelids as you sleep?

Elliora matters. She matters sacramentally and so she matters supremely.

And I can feel You smiling at me in the gilded leaves. Why do you love me? Where have you come from, and where are you staying, and where are you going?
Come and see. Do you love me?
Yes, but...
What does it Matter? You follow me.