God loves us. If I could change one thing about the world that would be it. I would want people to really understand how loved they are, how treasured, how much value they have. There is so much pain and misery out there, so much wounding and chaos, and often it completely blinds people to all the beauty right in front of them, to how precious and valuable life is, their life.
God is not people. He hasn’t got the small mindedness of people, the cruelty, the never ending power plays and family bullying and alienation that goes on. He is not a romance gone wrong or a human failure. He is not condemnation or pride or arrogance. That is actually a tough concept to wrap one’s brain around because remove all the human frailties and what’s left? God is what’s left, God and the higher selves of men. Those higher selves of ours actually belong to Him, that is what He created us to be. Then He placed us in a garden. We’ve mucked up the garden a bit ever since.
God is such a huge concept that words are simply inadequate. I can do my best to explain how I see Him, what I perceive His nature to be, how He has intervened in my life, but even that is limited by my own perceptions. God speaks to everyone in their own language, in a language only they will really understand. I’m a girl, something I rather enjoy, so when I try to describe what having a relationship with Christ is like, it’s very romantic, like a fairytale, with elements of a treasure hunt and an epic adventure, too. It really is like being in love, but even better. His love is steadfast and unwavering.
One of my Father’s favorite bits of scripture was, “For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.” It comes towards the end of 1 Corinthians 13, the love chapter.
Sometimes walking here on Earth is a bit like being trapped, peering out at our own existence through an ancient piece of glass, darkly colored, curved and full of bubbles.
Beyond that glass however, is a God that loves us, that knows each of us individually, every hair on our head, every detail of our lives, our suffering, our struggles, our failures. He knows these things and He still loves us. We belong to Him, we are His, and He is so worthy of our praises.
*****Repost from 2014