As I travel I have discovered that very few know my God. I don’t claim to one of a kind. I do believe that many of the people I meet are searching, longing, and in many ways dying to meet the person I already know. Most have heard the various names of God. Many have seen and experienced what can happen when God is used to justify actions directly contrary to how God has described himself. Some have felt the piracy of God’s role. As I talk about their quest to know God the fit between their longings and what I have found seems almost to perfect to be true.
The problem is that everyone thinks he or she already “knows”. Some find God in discipline and behavioral patterns. Others see God as a character of myth and legend. Others conceive this benevolent force that sits watching us from a distance, refusing or unable to get involved in the course of human life. Still others find God as a giant spoiled child, enjoying and reveling in our emotions, happy or sad. I find that I am beginning to follow the Gandhi’s footsteps; insulted by being called a Christian yet openly proud to be a follower of Jesus Christ.
For me insulted is not the right word. But to call me a Christian is to confuse the facts and create confusion. I am a follower of “Jesus Christ—Loyal Witness, Firstborn from the dead, Ruler of all earthly kings” (Revelation 1.3) and one with the Divine. I believe God’s word was written in a book and the witness of whom and what the Divine is can be seen in the actions, choices, and decisions of those who are disciples. There are many imposters so discernment is critical. Even the most ardent disciplines are weak and fail, so understanding and compassion apply equally to all.
I want to offer you a new picture of God in the days that come; a God full of mercy, love, and compassion – involved, patient, and kind; a dream that is living reality.