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.
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Mistaking God Again
He seemed to suggest our relationship to God is not unlike that of the tenant farmer to the owner of the land. While we are given use of the world, it has to be at a substantial cost. I assume it is a notion deriving from a time when peasants farmed the lord's estate in a system that gave them more obligations than rights and only an appearance of freedom. What is not given -- be it life or use of land -- impinges on freedom, since the contract is subjected constantly to revocation or to the imposing of conditions. This is another failure to understand God and belies our inability to see him as he is rather than as we would make him. God does not lend. He instead gives and when he does he does not take back. God the landlord and God, lord of the manner, are our mistake, not his reality.
Labels:
God,
metaphor,
misunderstanding,
relationships
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