There are days where I find what I do funny.
Like an out of body experience, there are times where I can remove myself far enough from what I do to reflect on it.
There are many things that come out of those moments of reflection, but one thing I’ll share here is this sense of how weird and funny it is.
I find what I do to be incredibly serious and I find it to be not serious at all.
Talking about God and helping people to find an authentic, transformative relationship with him is incredibly serious. I’m sure if you could imagine that God existed, that he was personal, and that he longed for you to find that relationship with him, then you could see how incredibly important it would be to be helped to do that. If you could imagine that this kind of relationship with God would fill a person with a love that would drive them to sacrifice their life for the good of their enemies and the healing of our world, then you could see how incredibly important it would be to help people find that God.
But, it’s not serious at all. Because, at the end of the day, talking about God is at least a little strange, no?
There are many times where I am keenly aware of the weirdness of what I do. I’m talking to a bunch of people about… God. Describing him, interpreting an ancient book about him, explaining how it’s relevant to life, helping people to change and then helping them to make a difference.
It’s strange, no?
I mean, we’re talking about God. That’s at least a little weird, no?
This is, self-admittedly, a weird blog post, but I think it reveals a truth about God that we’re sometimes uncomfortable to admit.
The things we say about God that are true are true… and they’re not.
God is complicated and all of our keenness to nail him down with language is both beautifully true and not true — not perfectly reflecting his reality.
When I talk about God, I believe what I’m saying is true and so far I’ve spent a big chunk of my life studying, living, and wrestling with these things. And I think I don’t have a clue what I’m saying.
The God revealed in Jesus is clear enough for us to know him and foggy enough for us to have no idea who we’re dealing with. He can’t be cleanly nailed to the wall in the same way that the ever expanding universe can’t be balled up and put into a cardboard box.
We’re looking in a mirror dimly — looking through the fog — and talking about what we see. We shouldn’t forget that we’re looking in a mirror dimly and that that mirror often reveals a dialectic reality.
It is and it’s not — or at least… it is and it’s not only.
Hi, I’m Michael and this is my daily project where I write about diverse ideas.
This is Dose #118.