Entry #9 - The Family of God/Surprised by Love

In the first post, I talked about how I wanted to encounter God. I spoke about it mainly as an individual--I wanted to experience God in the fullest way possible as me. My list toward the end of the entry included wanting to weep, wanting to fear, and wanting to be comforted. I still want these things. But it was a narrow view of what it would mean to be awakened to the reality of Christ. Narrow can serve a purpose for a little while as we strive for some form of closeness to God, but as God's people we do not call the shots as to deciding who He is--and what the reality is that He calls us to.

This is a confession and a rejoicing. The confession is that my heart was closed. Through several events in only a week, God opened my heart to see that in my surroundings here I was in the midst of a family. I had come with an all business mindset--"give me the facts, the models, the techniques of ministry, so that I can be on my way." And the change came when I realized, not that I was in the midst of a family, but that this family had begun seeing me as one of its own. It felt very human, and I say that in the positive sense of the term, the God's image-bearing relational being sense. I did not come to an intellectual conclusion. Rather I was smited by the kind words of a young girl I hardly know. So I confess my undue cynicism, skepticism, and my closed heart. And I rejoice in God's kindness. And I rejoice in the family of God.

To embrace the "reality of Christ" in the form of the written word, and the spoken word, and yet miss the incarnational reality of Christ as represented in the family of God would be an absurd, pathetic, self-harming and strange form of hypocrisy. Be careful, because it is possible to believe strongly in something and yet miss it when it's right before your face.

I feel like this has gotten ironically wordy.

That's enough for now.