Oh My God
I came across a funny picture the other day on the internet. It made me almost spit out my tea.
Its so funny...and yet I am going to wax philosophical about it. Yes, I know its a joke about the Burger King commercials (which I love by the way, I absolutely LOVE). But it asks a good question: Where is my God now?
God has been in a lot of interesting places for me lately. He was on a plane, and looked a lot like Walt Whitman with an affinity for Jack Daniels. He was in the icy blue eyes of one of my favorite coworkers. He was in the chubby smile of my friends' little girl, and in the loving embrace of my friend Meg. It's a fantastic gift to see God in everyday people, and to really feel his presence near me.
For a long time I felt out of touch. I guess I had tuned that part of me out. Everybody I knew was wonderful, and fulfilling, but ask me to "see God" in them and I'd look at you like you had three heads. God was something you did on Sundays. He didn't really embody the real. Not then anyway. But over the past few months its been touching and gentle in the way that God has made it very, very clear that he is very, very real and he is very, very interested in the interactions of my life. It comes with a clarity that is coupled with an opaqueness that is hard to describe...I can see so much but understand so little. It brings me happiness.
I'm not nuts. I'm not a born-again zealot. I'm skeptical and curious and empirical. I'm a rational human being. This is why its so cool to me that God has been so present...it is in things that make sense to me. Irrefutable feelings, though I know that's an oxymoron. But just like you put your hand on a hot mug of tea and think "Ouch, hot" I have been touched by others and thought "Hey, God."
Through Him, in Him, with Him I am becoming a better person. I am healing wounds within me that made me hateful and spiteful. I am a temple for all things good. I'm sounding more and more like a crazy, hippie Jesus-freak more and more every day but I think I'm OK with that, because I know myself and how I deal with things. So I guess when I'm asked this question:
I guess I can say He's been everywhere to me. Just like that Burger King mascot. I love that guy.
Its so funny...and yet I am going to wax philosophical about it. Yes, I know its a joke about the Burger King commercials (which I love by the way, I absolutely LOVE). But it asks a good question: Where is my God now?
God has been in a lot of interesting places for me lately. He was on a plane, and looked a lot like Walt Whitman with an affinity for Jack Daniels. He was in the icy blue eyes of one of my favorite coworkers. He was in the chubby smile of my friends' little girl, and in the loving embrace of my friend Meg. It's a fantastic gift to see God in everyday people, and to really feel his presence near me.
For a long time I felt out of touch. I guess I had tuned that part of me out. Everybody I knew was wonderful, and fulfilling, but ask me to "see God" in them and I'd look at you like you had three heads. God was something you did on Sundays. He didn't really embody the real. Not then anyway. But over the past few months its been touching and gentle in the way that God has made it very, very clear that he is very, very real and he is very, very interested in the interactions of my life. It comes with a clarity that is coupled with an opaqueness that is hard to describe...I can see so much but understand so little. It brings me happiness.
I'm not nuts. I'm not a born-again zealot. I'm skeptical and curious and empirical. I'm a rational human being. This is why its so cool to me that God has been so present...it is in things that make sense to me. Irrefutable feelings, though I know that's an oxymoron. But just like you put your hand on a hot mug of tea and think "Ouch, hot" I have been touched by others and thought "Hey, God."
Through Him, in Him, with Him I am becoming a better person. I am healing wounds within me that made me hateful and spiteful. I am a temple for all things good. I'm sounding more and more like a crazy, hippie Jesus-freak more and more every day but I think I'm OK with that, because I know myself and how I deal with things. So I guess when I'm asked this question:
I guess I can say He's been everywhere to me. Just like that Burger King mascot. I love that guy.
posted by The Semi-Pro Chef at Monday, December 12, 2005
2 Comments:
Yeah, but does god sell burgers?
I didn't want you to think I was making fun of you, but I was unable to send you an email alerting you to the fact I hijacked your post today...so go see it and see if you hate me.
At least Jesus loves me.
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