I’ve been thinking a little about Greek the word eikon, from which we get “icon.” In Paul’s¹ letter to the Colossians, Jesus is said to be the eikon (image) of the Father, and that thought could lead to hours of meditation and worship.
On the other hand, centuries of iconography in the Episcopal/Anglican, Roman, and Orthodox traditions continue to leave me in the middle ground between bored and aghast. Today I had occasion to scan an article in the Rochester, NY newspaper about religious shrines in private homes, and some Lutheran adherent from Nashville was mentioned as enjoying icons in his home. Why? Because, he said, a council in the 7th century said it was OK and related them somehow to the incarnation. (Oh, man. I’m not sure I’ll be able to contain myself. What blog fodder!)
In the meantime, I choose to try to focus on the reality that was found in the Christ. Tomorrow, Lord Jesus, may my household, and like-minded friends with us, find especially meaningful ways to do just that.
¹ I could call him “Saul” or “Paul” or “Saul-Paul,” but I opt out of calling him “St. Paul.” Somehow I doubt he would prefer being set on a pedestal in that way. We’re all saints, he would say.