Opus 2026-129: I Found a Label

Recently I wrote a post about theological labels.  I don’t know if this will be put online before or after that because things tend to be confusing at times.  Having said that I think I came across a label for me this morning.  I am a member of the Puny School of Theology. Another title might be the Pathetic School of Theology.

I don’t come to this point by disparaging myself or belittling my efforts to understand God and to interpret his word.  I don’t back off from any of my positions, at least I don’t think so.  I come to this point because as I’m sitting in the dark contemplating the glory of God I become more and more aware of how puny and pathetic my words are in trying to describe Him.

I think that in human terms, He tends to look down and smile like a benevolent grandfather, pat me on the head, and in His own way, chase me around the couch.  I speak, of course, as a grandfather.  I think of my grandson when he’s in a Zorro phase.  If he plans ahead, he comes into the house with some kind of a cape on, a hat, and of course, a sword.  Now his cape may not be the flowing black one that Zorro wore, his hat may look nothing like that fine headpiece in the movies.  His sword may be nothing more than the tube from the center of Christmas wrapping paper, but he is Zorro personified.

I greet him as if he’s Zorro.  We engage in robust and enthusiastic sword fights.  Back-and-forth, we go across the room.  At times I chase him.  At times, he chases me.  I’ve even been known to take away his sword, then give it back to him.  I can remember the days of being Zorro.  At no time did I actually believe it, but I enjoyed.  I know my grandson realizes that he is not Zorro, but he still challenges me to a duel, knowing that there is no way he can win, knowing that I will not take unfair advantage of him.

Sometimes I tend to think of God that way.  He lets us pretend that we are Zorro.  He may even really enjoyed it in ways that I can’t understand, but neither one of us ever forgets who God is and who Zorro isn’t.

I’ve also been known to be a member of the French Foreign Legion.  I’ve been an NBA star.  I have performed unbelievable feats.  They are unbelievable both of you and to me, but I enjoyed every minute of it.  I also enjoy my puny attempts at theology because I know that eventually, probably in eternity, God will straighten me out, we will put down our wrapping paper swords and we will commune friend with Friend.

Hmmm...  Maybe the Zorro School of Theology

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