aquarium folk


we climbed stone steps and dumped quarters in a locker.  we found parking on the street.

we brought our children to see the things of the deep.  the unseen things.

and maybe that’s a little bit like those that i love?

the aquarium people who walk around glass tanks letting the things of the deep in them swim before the rest of us.

deep calls out to deep.


funny thing though.  i hit glass walls.

i’m drawn to the revealers.  the ones that let you see the things going on below the surface.  i draw near and reach a hand out to finally touch the deep.

and hit glass.

the deep revealed by our fellow man has a catch.

you can look, but you can’t touch.

press in

hands and faces up against glass.

why does it have to be this way?

why can’t i swim in the deep?

who is the revealer that welcomes us in and answers the call of the deep in me?


now thomas , one of the twelve, was not with the disciples when jesus came.  so the other disciples told him, “we have seen the lord!”

but he said to them, “unless i see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, i will not believe.”

  a week later his disciples were in the house again, and thomas was with them. though the doors were locked, jesus came and stood among them and said, “peace be with you!” then he said to thomas, “put your finger here; see my hands. reach out your hand and put it into my side. stop doubting and believe.”

thomas said to him, “my lord and my god!”

then jesus told him, “because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” – john 20: 24 – 29

deeper still

there is only one i’ve met.

the one that walks living water with deep things on display and offers me to dive in.

just the one.

we wrap ourselves in coats to contend with chicago winds.  we walk along and stare out over the great city built along lake michigan.  mazzy spills popcorn on the new grass and birds hang out and wait for us to leave.

and the line to get in, to see the hidden deep, stretches far down the steps out near to the street.

1 reply on “ aquarium folk ”
  1. Ah, I love this post, you deep thinker, you. It’s all so complicated: how some people show us their guts but not really…really, they’re showing us the guts they perceive themselves to have, and what is real? And what am I supposed to do about it, real or not? I get hung up in these places as in so much seaweed. Thankful, yes, to walk with the One who walks on water. Yes, absolutely. God’s blessings to you, Sister.

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