Making Space Part Eight of Twelve: Space Demands We Answer Who Is Our God?

Part Eight of Twelve: Space Demands We Answer Who Is Our God? 

Do we even know the identity of the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob (Israel)? Do we know what He looks like? What kind of god do we serve?

Will our god be the one we fashioned from our trinkets

because we got tired of waiting or because we became afraid of the silence? Will it be the god who just sprang from the fire as a golden calf?

You say, “We don't worship idols in America”. Maybe, we do not bow to a visible calf made of pure gold, yet I wonder, what invisible calves fill up our space. I'm sure you can think of more then a few.

Will our god hear our petitions if we cut ourselves, and wail loudly, do we worship a god like baal? Must we beg our god to love us, to forgive us, to rescue us from harm? Must we debase ourselves, abuse ourselves to receive his acceptance? Is the god we serve vengeful and malicious toward his worshipers? Will he strike us with flaming arrows at the mere thought of weakness?

Or does our God give grace to those who humble themselves before Him? Does our God heal the broken-hearted bringing freedom to the captive and sight to the blind? Does our God forgive the sins of the one with a contrite heart? Does our God offer hope to the hopeless, family to the orphan? Does our God (our Father) run to us while we are still far off, wrap His clock around us, put His ring on our finger and kill the fatted calf that we may have our fill?

If we fashion our own god, if our god is hard of hearing, if our god is vengeful, if our god exploits weakness then allowing space will surly destroy us. It will crush us beneath the weight of his power.

But if our God is loving, if our God is kind, if our God is patient, if our God is long-suffering, if our God is the Father of lights then we need not fear providing space.