From as early as I can remember I had a concept of God that didn’t fit into the societal acceptance of who He/She/They was or is. I was taught to believe that you cannot argue or wrestle with God. You cannot question the meaning of Scripture. You just have to accept what the Bible says and that’s it.
But when people started talking about God as Father, I had to protest.
How could I accept a “father God” when my father died when I was three, and the only reference to father was the older brother who thought the wrath of God was left to his picking and choosing.
And so, you see it all over: people limiting God to their boxes, and perspectives, and ideas. They make you believe that God could be figured out, like a rubik’s cube of some sorts. Just line up all of the same colours on each side, and you have God nailed down.
Meister Eckhart, the thirteenth-century Dominican mystic makes a beautiful declaration when he said, “I pray God rid me of God.” Because, he says, every time we say the word ‘God”, we have an idea of what that means. But our understanding of God is, and will always be, less than what God is.
Because there is no way that God can be all He is, and yet be explained, and articulated by fragile, finite human beings, with bullet points and subject lines.
And it’s always encouraging to see how God Himself break out of our boxes; how Jesus did it with every parable He ever told. Always, in all of Jesus’ parables, He turned the general public’s understanding of God completely upside down.
Theology at its best is this language that draws you into something you cannot speak of fully, says Pete Rollins. And this is where God lives- in that space of “I know what this is; i can feel it through me, and yet, I’ll never get to the depth of it”.
The pictured quote from Josh Riebock explains it best. We are the ones left standing shocked and surprised, when we come to the realization that God cannot fit our boxes. we are the ones with the broom in the hand, trying to clean up the mess.