My brain has seemingly been in a state of numbness since this past weekend, Maybe I’m just getting too old for this or they tell me those winds that blew through a few weeks ago, knocking down trees, stirred up a lot of pollution that is making people sick. I do not feel sick, just unable to get satisfied with putting my thoughts down on paper. How well I have succeeded is questionable, but at least I can perhaps move on from here. Sorry for no more than another of my musings on “the state of the Ark”……
My favorite dictionary defines “theology” as (a) the study and interpretation of religious faith, practice, and experience; esp thought about God and His relation to the world; and (b) a course of professional religious training. Both explanations would indicate someone needs either a seminary degree or at least serious perusal of the Book in order to possess such item; but the word’s Greek roots merely translate to “supreme being” and “rational utterance”. As far as the first part of that division, who among us doesn’t believe in something, even if it is to believe in nothing? We all have an opinion of some kind on the matter. It’s the latter portion that gives me pause. After all, when the foundation for what we, as Christians, profess to be truth begins with the claim that a man was crucified, laid to rest in a tomb, and then somehow rose from the dead, how can any further discussion be considered rational? We can point to the universe, and again to nature, and note enough evidence of intelligent design to warrant our declaration of a Creator; but when it comes to giving testimony of a risen Savior, as a Church we want to quote a couple of ancient ecclesiastical credos, “talk by faith”, and expect the world to swallow our story because it’s “in the Book”…..
Whether we rest on historical induction oaths or new-fangled teaching equating “the Holy Ghost in me” to a reality we command, though, the journey, itself, will prove, in the long run, the strength of our commitment. What we possess will either atrophy into religion, or He who possesses us will continue to breathe life into our salvation. What we, ourselves, build will meet the test of time and be shaken. What he establishes within us may well be a day-by-day struggle to achieve, but it will survive. Jesus, Himself, said that the most important commandment was to love God “with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength”, indicating to me, not only that this relationship shared would require some work”, but also that our thought process is as much a piece of the puzzle as anything else. The problem isn’t in mentally sorting out the whole affair, but in thinking ourselves so smart as to hold God in a box…..
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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the next time a hurricane induced fog enters your brainwaves, please remember you are a fine teller of story. leave the theology for another day and tell us a story. and in that story will be something for us, which we could discuss at a theological level, but I need to prep for teaching evolution tomorrow. students expect way too much from me.
We haven't had a hurricane up here so I can't pin the blame there but I do relate to the foggy-brain, Jim. Actually, lately a feeling of lonely-melancholy rolled in with the coming of Fall. I don't much like the shortening of days and this year, it seems to have hit me a little harder. My prayers amount to little more than "Lord? Yoo hoo. Here I am."
I found a great quote on somebody's blog (sorry, can't remember who at the moment) that relates to what Wayne had to say.
"When we tell stories, we touch hearts. If we talk about theories and speak about ideas, the mind may assimilate them but the heart remains untouched. It is the story of a specific person that is the way to the heart." Jean Vanier
Mich
Jim - "What we possess will either atrophy into religion, or He who possesses us will continue to breathe life into our salvation. What we, ourselves, build will meet the test of time and be shaken." It is a day to day unpacking isn't it? My thoughts are not going on paper well these days either. But, to me, there is much clarity in what you write. I am sorry for the winds of the hurricane, and glad for the wind of the Spirit.
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