Theology! In a word, misunderstood. I, like many others, have struggled with this word above most others (except for facetious, I’ve had many debates of that word). At it’s core, Theology is simply the study of Elohim/God/god(s). Pretty much, it’s how people consider where life comes from and how it all began in relation to a “higher power” and whatnot. What really gets me, is the stigma that now surrounds this word. Seriously, who would have thought that because someone contemplates and studies God they are considered unrealistic or fanatic or, in some cases, insane.
Anyways, that’s not where I wanted this post to go. What I am hoping to portray today are my meanderings about the Theos that I place my faith in. The Triune God: Father, Son, and Spirit; three-in-one. Kind of boggles the mind and fascinates the soul, as I think it should. Could you imagine a world where “God” was small enough to understand? Talk about Niche being right then. We’d live in utter despair, anarchy, and self-deception on a much larger scale then we already do…and I think where the world is at right now is sad enough.
Is it crazy to believe that something outside of human comprehension created and works within and outside of time and space? Depending on your definition of crazy, then yes. And yet, if sane is defined by believing only what is seen or proven, then everything really is meaningless. Again, don’t get me wrong: I enjoy logic and science and discovering how things work on many levels. But what would be the point of life if not for the relationship with an all-knowing, all-encompassing being that created us to commune with Him (I use Him because it’s impersonal to use it, and I’m too lazy to put Him/Her all the time; I don’t use Her because too many people out there have their heads so far up their bums that they can’t just get past the fact that most writings use a male representation for ease and have used that as an excuse to be lazy on their own theology: do your cultural research before throwing something away for being discriminatory!).
I digress. What I really want to say is that I believe in a God whose purpose for creating life on a planet was to share the wonders of relationship, not only with one another, but with Him as well. Everything else – being “fruitful and multiplying and taming the earth” – was supposed to be the afterglow of being in relationship with the Almighty. I believe in a God who does not give us tasks so we have purpose in life, but who gives us the purpose in life to spend time with Him and the outcome is completing tasks with Him as just another way to be in relationship with Him.
It’s like this: when you meet someone new who you really connect with, at first you spend a lot of time just chatting. Maybe you go for food and chat, or go play pool or a sport and talk, or go for a walk and talk…you get my point. You spend time getting to know each other. As time goes on, this person has become such an important person in your life that no matter what they ask you to do, you will go out of your way to do it because their desires matter to you, and your desires matter to them. I realize that during these times, we argue and have rough moments too because we don’t always understand why others act as they do sometimes, but it does not change the fact that they are important to us. This is one of the aspects of the God I believe in. He wants to spend time with me, to talk to me, to listen to me, to go for walks and such so we can have relationship. The only thing that changes in this analogy is He already knows everything about me – who I was, who I am, and who I will become. What is really cool: He still wants to hear me tell Him about myself and the things that have happened to me, my dreams, everything, regardless if He knows: He’s not going to get bored or disinterested. And, best of all, my identity is found in Him, so the more we talk, the more I become the best person I can be, the better I can handle situations that arise, and the better I can be for those around me.
What is not to like about that? So many times we place our identities in worthless, unreliable, or conditional things. I can’t place my identity in the things I own: they are fleeting and can be destroyed at any moment so my identity becomes fleeting and easily destroyed. I can’t place my identity in my work (paid or voluntary): I could fail miserably and it be taken away so my identity becomes one of fear and control. I can’t have my identity in the people around me: everyone has conditions on how well they will treat me based on my actions so my identity becomes one of works and deeds, always trying to please those around me to feel secure in myself, but becoming worn out before my time. So, my identity is best placed in one who requires nothing from me, desiring only to live in relationship with me, so my identity become one of rest, peace, patience, kindness, faithfulness, love, self-control, hope, and the like. Like I said, what is not to like?
And this is not the only facet of the God I believe in. One of these days I would love to post about authority and what it means to be a child of the Most High. The difference between authority and power, and how His example was to be a servant King, is a whole ‘nother bag of worms. For now, I just wanted you to know that my God is alive and speaking, to anyone who will hear His voice.