The God of Many Hats

We want to put God in a box

He’s a loving God

a warrior God

an unknowable God

a personal God

a He

a They

a person

a Spirit

a force

When in fact the beautiful thing about God

is that His person encompasses all these things

in ancient times,

they had many gods,

a god of shoes, of war, of harvest, of whatever

then the Jews came along and made

a crazy assertion,

that there was just God

and ever since then we have tried to split Him

up into little bits

because our brains love to compartmentalize things

but God remains God

the I AM, the God of infinite potential

I’m as guilty of this as the next person

of projecting onto, of pigeonholing Him

Yet the moment we allow God to be God

the moment He reveals Himself

to be ever so much more incredible than

we ever imagined He could be

we just have to have faith and trust

enough to allow Him to do so,

and allow ourselves that potential ourselves

so that we can be everything He meant us to be.

 

 

Menudo and Jesus

We Mexicans love

our bonus material

the brain, the tongue,

the intestine, the fat

it’s all incredibly delicious

and respects the whole animal

not just the pretty parts

Nothing goes to waste

So too does nothing go

to waste with God

our bodies our experiences

the way we speak and think

nothing is overlooked

Our habit is to disregard that part of us

or ignore this experience

so that we can come up with a commercially viable

and easily identifiable product

the fact of the matter is it is all

part of a design, mind-blowing and seemingly unrelated

as it may appear.

We must continue to look to God

for answers,

lest we settling for picking through life

looking for all the pretty bits.

 

To the Utmost

It is the nature of God to reveal Himself

It is the nature of man to try to conceal Him

His fingerprint is everywhere,

in the rocks, trees, and air

Man covers the universe in concrete and steel,

he erects walls

while God builds bridges

Jesus Christ being the ultimate bridge

between holy God and His fallen children.

Man covers over the cross with outstretched hands,

claiming “I am god”

Yet the true God remains always before us,

waiting, inviting us in,

wanting us to experience Him

to the utmost.

 

Jesus Christ, LORD in Flesh

Why does it matter that Jesus rose bodily?

Can’t we be content, as the Gnostics were,

that Jesus rose in Spirit.

Can’t He be Jesus a disembodied life-force,

loving us, His children?

He could have, but He chose not to.

He came to Earth in the flesh,

passed through the birth canal,

grew,

spent time with family

and disciples

and passersby.

He healed by touch.

He broke bread.

He sweat blood.

He was nailed to a cross.

He knew what it was like to have His strained last breaths

taken from Him.

Then, He rose in flesh.

He had Thomas place His fingers through

the holes in His hands,

just to see He was really here.

Jesus is not an apparition.

Jesus is not a dream.

He is our friend,

our Father,

our judge,

and our guide.

He is as real as you and me.

 

What a wonderful person to spend

the whole of eternity with!

To not just contemplate him

intellectually

or theologically

but physically.

We do not just study Him,

we experience Him

in truth.

Our senses are His to explore

and excite.

Fully God, fully man

Praise the real, holy and righteous God!

 

Experience

My greatest desire is for you to have an intimate experience

with our LORD and Savior.

Our faith journey is not a museum,

with red tape and security cameras

and people with badges keeping a scornful eye.

It is paint and easel, it is a cheering crowd

It is Play-dough and a full sprint

It is sweat and blood mixed with the Holy Spirit.

Our God is a living God!

Time for us to live like it.

Jesus, Redeemer of the Cross

The Cross: symbol of suffering and shame,
of judgement and rejection
Pain and persecution.

Outside. Condemned.

Now, imagine our Savior carrying it,
upon His back, across the Via Doloroso
for our redemption

He died upon that cross
Now people wear it upon their necks

Never let ANYONE you are too far from grace,
for Christ Himself redeemed the very weapon
that killed Him, and the people who put Him there.

His grace and love
overpower any malicious branding
that Satan has placed upon your
precious soul.

Legendary

In your other life,
you are a warrior princess.
You fight and spar with the younger men,
tell stories and crack jokes with the older men.

Your husband is strong and wealthy and kind
and looks upon you like you were ageless.

You face dragons with your sons
and dance around in fairy crowns with your daughters.

You listen to the wisdom of the widows
and bedeck the young women in flowing dresses.

You eat mutton with your mouth open
and sing sweet songs on the lyre.

Your skin is tough
Your belly full
All you see in the reflection of the waters
is pure beauty

In the morning, you watch the horizon with hope
In the evening, you sprint through the forests,
climbing the tallest tree
just to watch the suns go down.

You dream of flying
and the next morning you sprout wings.

You whisper to the ground and it grows.
All your ways and your days are full of magic.

Imagine now that this other life
is not too far gone,
that it is yours for the taking.
You are full of possibility
and wonder.
Your life is meant to be
a thing of legends.