My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
God As Statuary
Most analogies are poor, still I would like to offer another. It is possible (though perhaps not fair) to compare God to a piece of statuary, a work of art that must be seen from many perspectives. Something that must be walked around, looked at from up close and far away, and for a long time and at different times. But most just stand in one place, or else we walk right by. Even when we stop and look we may not feel what it tries to express, but at least we have some idea, a perspective to share with others who have seen it, and in the sharing to understand more.
Labels:
communication,
God,
understanding
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