In her commentary on the Year A lectionary for Trinity Sunday, Sarah makes a very good point about the doctrine of the Holy Trinity.
For many years, it was hard for me to appreciate something that I knew I could never compreheand. I think now, though, that the incomprehensibility -- literally, that one cannot take it in, capture it in the hand -- is not at all beside the point. Where on earth did I get the idea that anything important ought to be something my mind could contain?I've heard it suggested that prose is incapable of comprehending this great mystery. So, instead, let me offer up some poetry.
And another version:
With a more familiar set of words, but an unfamiliar melody: