This was presented during communion on Sunday, September 15, 2013.
Three blind men encountered an elephant. Each of them touched the
elephant in a different place. They each then describe what they imagine the
elephant to be. “It is like a wall”, the first man replied, having touched the
elephant on its side. “It is not like a wall at all, but instead like a rope”,
said the second after felling of the elephant’s tail. “The elephant is much
like a tree, tall and slender”, said the last, having encountered one of the
elephant’s legs.
They have a heated debate that does not come to physical violence. But the
conflict is never resolved.
An ancient poem about this incident summarizes it like this:
And so these men of Hindustan
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right
And all were in the wrong.
Moral:
So oft in theologic wars,
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen.
Does this sound anything like debates at church? Consider just two
opinions of the character and nature of God. Both come from well-known
theologians.
Here’s the first:
“The bow of God’s wrath is bent, and the arrow made ready on the string,
and justice bends the arrow at your heart, and strains the bow, and it is
nothing but the mere pleasure of God, and that of an angry God, without any
promise or obligation at all, that keeps the arrow one moment from being made
drunk with your blood.”
This is an except from one of the most famous sermons in American
history; that of Jonathan Edwards’, “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God.”
Edwards depicts God as full of wrath, bound by law of abstract justice. We have
failed; we deserve to suffer. God is angry.
You wouldn’t expect this God to say, “I have really been looking forward
to seeing you face to face. It is so wonderful to have you here with us.”
In contrast, one of the early Church heroes named Athanasius penned
these thoughts about God.
“The God of all is good and supremely noble by nature. Therefore he is
the lover of humanity. As, then, the creatures whom He had created were in fact
perishing, and such noble works were on the road to ruin, what then was God,
being Good, to do? Was He to let corruption and death have their way with them?
In that cast, what was the use of having made them in the beginning? It was
impossible, therefore, that God should leave man to be carried off by
corruption, because it would be unfitting and unworthy of Himself.”
This is how William Paul Young, author of “The Shack”, sums up man’s
attempt to describe God.
“The problem is that many folks try to grasp some sense of who God is 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 he really is. He is not merely the best
version of you that you can think of. He is far more than that, above and
beyond all that you can ask or think.”
Have you ever held a fine diamond in your fingers and turned while light
was shining on it? I believe this is a good example of what “looking at God” is
like. With every move of polished surfaces, of facets, you see a new color or
reflection that wasn’t there before. In mathematics you learn that the
intersection of n-dimensional objects is an (n-1)-dimensional object. A good
example of this is our world. It has three dimensions that we can see, but
there is another dimension that we cannot see: time. At any given instant we
can only see the 3 dimensions around us. As soon as it arrives it vanishes to
give way to the next instant in time, never to be seen or experienced again.
I believe that is one reason scripture records the description of the
love of God using 4 dimensions: breadth, width, height, and depth. We encounter
His love in one instant and imagine that He is like that. We encounter His
grace in another instant and imagine that He is like that. We may encounter His
justice in yet another instant and, again, imagine that He that is all there is
to Him.
The reality is He is all of that and more! He is everlasting to
everlasting. He is past finding out. He is the same yesterday, today, and
forever. He is altogether lovely. He is a raging fire, a booming thunder, and
yet a still small voice. He is a cloud by day, and a pillar of fire by night.
He is the first and the last, the beginning and the ending. He is righteous; He
is holy. He is truth!
And yet He has chosen to come and commune with us when we agree to meet
with Him. He is here.
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