God’s a funny character. At least, for us humans. Our frame of reference for The Big Guy is finite. There’s not much for us to base our understanding of him aside from what we have in the Bible. Oh and the millions of theologians and the books they wrote. Maybe finite plus one is more appropriate. You see, we’ve managed to make God a whole bunch of things. I’m no theologian and I’ve got no manner of books, manuscripts or religious idea named after me but I think I’m a good authority on Who God Is. At least for me.
See, this is the tricky part of this whole discussion because your relationship (and mine and his and hers and theirs) is deeply personal. I’m not really able to judge, tell or otherwise pontificate on God and your life because that’s nobody’s job but you. So if I start talking about what God is or isn’t I could be making judgments based on my finite plus one resources.
Here’s what I will say on the subject that hopefully most can agree on. God is a father figure. He created us humans and put us on the round green ball o’ insanity (we have Adam and Eve to thank for that) to live out a existence that has never really been explained aside from a genius novel that postulated the answer to the meaning of life was 42.
Which opens up fourteen thousand avenues of argument of which one is probable to be that of, “How in the blue blazes did you combine Douglas Adams and Jesus in the same devotion?” or “YOU HEATHEN!”. The other 13,998 are too enumerable and far to involved, long or otherwise goofy to post or discuss here.
More to the point is that we as humans have a habit of forgetting about God in the most obscene and face palming ways. We neglect Him, we don’t read Him and then somehow we expect him to fix our problems. This is called Man’s consistent inability to follow God. I would trot out the old “Adam and Eve” blame game gag but I think we’re all tired of it. The reality is that we only have ourselves to blame.
Forgetting God and what he means to you is something we’ve all done. We get busy. We fall away for a bit. We muss something up and realize that indeed we enjoyed life with The Big Guy more than whatever it is we’ve found ourselves into.
Which is why Old School (aka Old Testament) has really started to fascinate me to no end. God knew his people needed to remember Him and His rules. And so he made them do things and say things and sing things and do all kinds of things to remind them that He indeed is their God and Father. Never mind that the story of the Israelites is one of hilarity, depressing trips chasing their tale and more hilarity because no matter how hard God tried, they always broke free somehow and He’d be forced to open up a hole in the Earth or freeze someone in salt. It’s really funny when you think of all the signs of God they had throughout the ages and yet how somehow they managed to forget him every so often.
Which brings us to you and me. Do you forget him? Not study your bible for a week because you’re simply a lazy simpleton with nothing else better to do but watch “Dirty Jobs” reruns all flippin’ day long until the cows do or do not come home? Yep. Been there, done that and didn’t get a t-shirt. God’s not a tshirt kinda guy.
What’s the point? Remember Him. Study Him. And talk to him a couple of times a day. And not just those moments where you vainly take his name in vain. You be breakin’ commandments yo!
