Thursday, July 10, 2008

What I Know About God

The question is, what do I know about God. That's right, I used the "G" word. I'm not politically correct. So sue me. This is my blog. If you don't like it, go write your own.

Know? Not, much, I'll admit. Believe? Oh, I believe a whole lot of things, and it doesn't matter at all to me if they're different from what you believe. I'm more interested in people who do what they think is right than in people who do what I think is right. Unfortunately, I seem to be in the minority there. It causes wars.

The more I study Scripture, the more I realize that there are some things we are not meant to see clearly in this life. I'm going to get to the point now before I make some of you really uncomfortable. 

I love the cold. My husband loves the heat. I love soup. John always orders the salad. I like to sleep with a window open and fresh air in the room, even in the middle of the winter. Just don't open it up as wide. A couple of inches will do. You guessed it. My beloved would be content to nail all the suckers shut. If you want to be outside, he figures you can use a door and stay out there until you're ready to come back into the house. Wear a parka.

Have you ever found a married couple who both liked the same temperature? The same foods? The same amount of covers? One likes country music, but the other likes rock, or blues or jazz. Yet they're really in love, and they (we) learn to live with the differences. Eventually, they learn to enjoy some of those differences.

Yet all the time, as the window goes open, close, open, close, or the fan goes on, off, on, off, I get this mental image of God. He's not a physical image. Not a big bearded old man sitting on a cloud, or anything like that. He's just a loving presence in my mind. And He always seems to be laughing. So what I really know is that He has a great sense of humor.

1 comment:

Ri said...

I believe He has a great sense of humor. Just look at the giraffe.