There are one hundred and thirty three words that would fit into the last space in the weekly cryptic crossword. This, according to my laptop's crossword solver. I've been through them all once, and none seems to make sense in the context of the clue, and although the last two or three clues often benefit from being left for a day or two, I suspect that this crossword will remain unfinished.
Unfinished. Incomplete. It's a reality that life will always be this way. We say 'My life is complete', but I suspect it's the thought of a moment, a passing, possibly sentimental, feeling. There is always more to know, more to learn, more to be taken up into in the love of Christ. We don't know what, but we do know there is more.
The Trinity season offers us the opportunity, now filled with the Spirit, to explore those familiar landscapes we have traversed in the salvation story from Advent to Pentecost. There are likely to be few places marked 'Here be dragons', but although we know the outlines, we all have room to plumb the depths, navigate the heights of of this salvation landscape. Even though its exploration will be the task of a lifetime, and at the end, still unfinished.
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