Hello everyone, and an early Merry Christmas!
Below is something I wrote a few years ago. Since the day I accepted Jesus I have had what I hesitatingly describe as revelations—intensively over the first few days and less frequently since. When I read Ezekiel, his description, “…the words of the Lord came to me…”, really resonated with these experiences. I am not claiming to be a prophet at all, but I wrote them down, having shared what I wrote with few. In the following years I endeavored to study the Bible deeply and those experiences gradually became less distinctive, as if back then they were complete aberrations in the context of my normal experience, but became more and more part of the continuum of my experience. Below falls in the latter. I was writing thoughts in poem form, but I wasn’t really “composing” a poem. Anyway, I feel it makes sense given what the Bible says and what has happened in the world—and most of it I have encountered in other people’s thoughts and/or the Bible itself), although I have not encountered anyone interpreting our being made in God’s image as meaning we are, like him, creators. I am interested in others thoughts. Thank you for your time.
Musings for a Sunday Morning
If there is but one Creator,
Then his portfolio includes
Both Good and Evil.
How then can I love
With all my heart and mind and soul
He who made my suffering?
How can I believe that He
Who gave man life and then sent
To him the serpent of temptation is love?
How can I believe that He
Who makes a child and then lets
Her die in pain is just?
How can I trust He who makes
Me choose between eternal life at the cost
Of complete submission or eternal torment?
Perhaps the problem is not
With finding answers to these questions,
But with the premise that suggests them.
Perhaps there is not only one creator,
But many—that to be made in God’s
Image is to be made a creator.
Perhaps it is not that God created good and evil,
But that he could, because he is a creator,
And because we are as well, so can we.
Perhaps the difference between us and God
Is that God knows good and evil, and so creates only good,
But we do not, and so also create evil.
Perhaps our suffering, the serpent of temptation,
The painful death of a child and eternal torment,
Are not God’s creations, but ours.
Perhaps to love, to believe and to trust God
Is to allow God to make us fully in his image,
Not just creators, but creators of only good.
Perhaps Heaven is something both within us and
In our future, a future in which we know
That neither we ourselves nor others will create evil,
A future that, nevertheless, can only be
For those who with all their heart and mind and soul
Have committed to love, to believe and to trust God,
To allow themselves to become not just creators,
But creators who know good from evil, and
Who are able and also will create only good.
Perhaps I am wrong, and these are just words
With no “direct connection to reality”—and yet
I created them, and either they serve good
Or they do not—but if they do not,
Mustn’t they necessarily serve evil,
For isn’t evil that which is not good?
Perhaps, you may say, this paradigm
Of good and evil is only a conception in my mind—
Though I created these words, they serve neither and just are.
Perhaps—and yet I and others often suffer,
People are often tempted, children often die in pain
And of people is often demanded submission,
While also we alleviate or avoid suffering,
Avoid temptation, grow up healthy,
And submit and are submitted to out of love.
Perhaps this paradigm is the best a mind
Can do towards understanding a reality
That cannot be contained in a conception.
Perhaps God, too, is beyond conception,
Uncontainable by the mind and thus attainable
Only through love, through belief, through trust.
Perhaps all of our conceptions of God are false,
Because seeking him through conceptions is like
Chasing a rainbow or storing joy in a box.
Perhaps the truth of the mystery of life is known
Only through becoming, becoming through allowing,
Allowing through submission, submission through faith.
Perhaps all the rest are just “signs and wonders,”
That we may believe, that we may become,
That we may know all that is true and good.
Perhaps this is God—all that is true and good—
And to know God fully is to become fully true and good,
And to be true and good is to be joyful and free forever.
Perhaps the question is not whether God is the only creator,
Or whether we were created or evolved by chance,
But rather, how do we know what we are creating?
Perhaps this is why there is evil,
That we might learn what is good,
And how to become its creators.