I have been really in the struggle between what has happened in the past and all the pain that it has caused me. I have always been on the path to finding eternal questions such as what is love? Why do I suffer? How do I find myself?As I was roaming around Costco with my parents I happened to come across a book. Alas, the cover of the book seemed as though it didn't contain as much information that I needed at the time but as I am continuing with its succulent chapters I came across a great correlation.
When you question yourself sometimes and come to the conclusion that you "feel totally lost" take a deep breath for that answer to your issues is right before your eyes.
In this passage God's name is "papa". God took an image of an African American female. The man's comments are in blue, as God's words are in red.
"I feel totally lost"
"Then let's see if we can find you in this mess."
Almost as if on cue, a blue jay landed on the kitchen windowsill and began strutting back and forth. Papa reached into a tin on the counter and, sliding the window open, offered Mr. Jay a mixture of grains that she must have kept just for that purpose. Without any hesitation, and with a seeming air of humility and thankfulness, the bird walked straight to her hand and began feeding.
" Consider out little friend here," she began. "Most birds were created to fly. Being grounded for this is a limitation within their ability to fly, not the other way around. You on the other hand, were created to be loved. So for you to live as if you were unloved is a limitation, not the other way around. Living unloved is like clipping a bird's wings and removing its ability to fly. Not something I want for you. And if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place."
"I'm not like you."
"I am God. I am who I am. And unlike you, my wings can't be clipped."
"Well that's wonderful for you, but where exactly does that leave me?"
Papa began stroking the little bird, brought him up close to her face, and said, "Smack dab in the center of my love!" as the two cuddled nose to beak.
"I thinking that bird probably understands that better then I do."
"I know, honey. That's why we're here. Why do you think I said, I'm not like you?"
"Well I really have no idea. I mean, you're God and I'm not."
"Yes, but not exactly. At least not in the way you're thinking. My son, I am what some would say 'holy, and wholly other than you.' The problem is that many folks try to grasp some sense of who I am by taking the best version of themselves, projecting that to the nth degree, factoring in all the goodness they can perceive, which often isn't much, and then call that God. And while it may seem like a noble effort, the truth is that it falls pitifully short of who I really am. I'm not merely the best version of you that you can think of. I am far more than that, above and beyond all that you can ask or think."
"I'm sorry, but those are just words to me. They don't make much sense."
"Even though you can't finally grasp me, guess what? I still want to be known."
"You're talking about Jesus, right? Is this going to be a let's-try-to-understand-the-Trinity sort of thing?"
Papa chuckled. "Sort of, but as you might imagine, there are some advantages to being God. By nature I am completely unlimited, without bounds. I have always known fullness. I live in a state of perpetual satisfaction as my normal state of existence. Just one of the perks of Me being Me. We created you to share in that. But then Adam chose to go it on his own, as we knew he would, and everything got messed up. But instead of scrapping the whole Creation we rolled up our sleeves and entered into the middle of the mess -- that's what we have done in Jesus."
" When we three (the holy trinity) spoke ourself into human existence as the Son of God, we became fully human. We also chose to embrace all the limitations that this entailed. Even though we have always been present in this created universe, we now became flesh and blood. It would be like this bird, whose nature it is to fly, choosing only to walk and remain grounded. He doesn't stop being the bird, but it does alter his experience of life significantly?"
"Okay...?"
"Although by nature he is fully God, Jesus is fully him,an and lives as such. While never losing the innate ability to fly, he chooses moment0-by-moment to remain grounded. That is why his name is Immanuel, God with us, or God with you, to be more precise."
"But what about all the miracles? Doesn't that prove that Jesus was God--you know, more then human?"
"No it proves that Jesus is truly human."
"What?"
"My Son, I can fly, but humans can't. Jesus is fully human. Although he is also fully God, he has never drawn upon his nature as God to do anything. He has only lived out of his relationship with me, living in the very same manner that I desire to be in relationship with every human being. He is just the first to do it to the uttermost--the first to absolutely trust my life within him, the first to believe in my love and my goodness without regard for appearance or consequence."
"So, when he healed the blind?"
"He did so as a dependent, limited human being trusting in my life and power to be at work within him and through him. Jesus, as a human being, had no power within himself to heal anyone. Only as he rested in his relationship with me, and in our communion--our co-union -- could he express my heart and will into any given circumstance. So, when you look at Jesus and it appears that he's flying, he really is... flying. But what you are actually seeing is me; my life in him. That's how he lives and acts as a true human, how every human is designed to live -- out of my life."
" A bird's not defined by being grounded but by his ability to fly. Remember this, humans are not defined by their limitations, but by the intentions that I have for them; not by what they seem to be, but by everything it means to be created in my image."
Hmm, do you feel an onset of information overload? Our human friend in this passage did. He had to sit down and take some time to comprehend the teaching he recieved.
" So does this mean that you were limited when Jesus was on earth? I mean, did you limit yourself only to Jesus?"
" Not at all! Although I have only been limited in Jesus, I have never been limited in myself."
"There's that whole Trinity thing, which is where I kind of get lost."
Papa laughed a long rich belly laugh that made our friend want to join in. She set the little bird down on the table next to him , turned to open the oven, and gave the pie that was baking a quick little look. Satisfied that everything was find, Papa then pulled up a chair alongside them.
"To begin with, that you can't rasp the wonder of my nature is rather a good thing. Who wants to worship a God who can be fully comprehended, eh? Not much a mystery in that."
" But what difference does it make that there are three of you, and you are all one God. Did I say that right?
" Right enough." She grinned. "My Son, it makes all the difference in the world! We are not three gods, and we are not talking about one god with three attitudes, like a man who is a husband, father, and workers. I am one God and I am three persons, and each of the three is fully and entirely the one."
" If I were simply One God and only One Person, then you would find yourself in this Creation without something wonderful, without something essential even. And I would be utterly other than I am."
"And we would be without...? He didn't know how to finish the question.
"Love and relationship. All love and relationship is possible for you only because it already exist within Me, within God myself. Love is not the limitation; love is the flying. I am love."
As in response to her declaration the timer dinged and the little bird took off and flew out the window. Watching the Jay in flight took on a whole new level of delight. He turned back to Papa, and just stared at her in wonder. She was so beautiful and astonishing, and even though he was still feeling a little lost, he felt himself settling down somewhat into the safety of being close to her.
"You do understand," she continued, "that unless I had an object to love-- or, more accurately, a someone to love--if I did not have such a relationship within myself, then I would not be capable of love at all? You would have a god who could not love. Or maybe worse, you would have a god who, when he chose, could only love as a limitation of his nature. That kind of god could possibly act without love, and that would be a disaster. And that, is surely not me."
With that, Papa stood up, went to the oven door, pulled out the freshly baked pie, set it on the counter and, turning around as if to present herself, said, "The God who is--the I am who I am -- cannot act apart from love!"
The book continues on in greater detail. I am truthfully happy to have found this book as others were truthfully happy to have had the chance to read its contents.
The book is called:
The Shack : Where tragedy confronts eternity. By William P. Young.
If you gain something out of this passage, great! If not re-read it :).
-Frank Grubbs
"Let's pray that the human race never escapes Earth to spread its iniquity elsewhere."--C.S. Lewis
The path - Frank Grubbs
