not by the "lack" of it or any kind of constriction or limitation regarding our experience of it
not by its seeming excess or overflow
not by any quality it may seem to possess or exude on any given occasion, such as deadness, urgency, etc.
not by our nearness to death or our newness to life
not by lateness or recentness, the eleventh hour or the hour that has yet to come into being
not by our sensation of floundering in the nets of time
not by the burden or the heat of the day
not by the length of our labor (in every sense of the word) or its intensity/unpredictability
Also, nobody/nothing gets truly "lost" in the "vast sweep of history" or "the mists of time or history"--or even inside our brains or hearts, no matter what their condition--no detail dissipates and vanishes or is covered over--on the contrary, the Holy Spirit is "everywhere present and filling all things"--not in some abstract "woo-woo" way, but concretely, even though for the most part, we are not yet "real" enough to be aware of this
God is present with but not limited to any available/unavailable frequency.
God is more than fluent in even the "deadest" languages,
for "all souls live to Him, and He is not the God of the dead but of the living" (Luke 20:38).
He was supreme in the beginning and—leading the resurrection parade—he is supreme in the end. From beginning to end he's there, towering far above everything, everyone. So spacious is he, so roomy, that everything of God finds its proper place in him without crowding. Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe—people and things, animals and atoms—get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood that poured down from the cross.
Colossians 1, "The Message"
I'm absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us