Has your view of God ever changed? Do you see him the same way you have always seen him?
‘God never changes. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.’ You’ve heard that right? That’s by no means a new saying. Though I wholeheartedly agree with that saying, it frightens me quite a bit.
You see, I firmly believe that God doesn’t change. But when I look at God now, I see something so completely different than I have seen in years before. In the 27 years I have been on earth God hasn’t changed at all. I on the other hand, have changed quite a bit. I’ve grown up, learned some stuff, had some pain and got married.
Because of these things that have happened in my life, I see God in a different light than I did before. Let’s get literally for a minute so you can get a better understanding of what I’m trying to say.
I want you to go back in time, back to a time when you were 5 years old. Do you remember you Father or Mother from that time? Do you remember the way you viewed them? The things they ment to you, the things they helped you with? Do you see your parents the same way now that you did then? I remember getting punished for things I did and not really understanding why my parents didn’t love me. I’m older now so I understand that my parents discipline was the greatest form of love they could have shown me at that point in my life.
I know things about my parents now that I didn’t then. Our relationship is much different now than it was then. My dad is (or seems to be) a different person than he was then. So what changed? Did my parents become completely different people over the last decade? Or is it that I see different parts of them now that I didn’t see then. Could you imagine if I was 27 and still viewed my parents the way I did when I was 5?
Unfortunately that is what most people are told to do with their view of God. It’s frowned upon to look at God a little differently than you have in years past. God forbid you see something new or learn something different about an infinite God that has been around for a long time.
Why are we so scared to go to depths we have never been with God? We see someone tred to the deep end of the pool and pled for them to come back to the shallow end where we can both touch. The end we have been in since we got in the pool. Are we so afraid to drown that we won’t explore the pool that is God. Maybe we are afraid that God is the parent lying lazily in His fold up chair waiting to stand and reprimand us when we begin our adventure to the deep end…
Do something different. I’m not saying get out of the pool, but for the love, swim around a bit.