Comparative Divinity 101
Isaiah 46.5 To whom will you compare me or count me equal?
To whom will you liken me that we may be compared?
Okay, God. I get the point.
We can't compare you to anything. You are too
great awesome amazing beautiful glorious
holy mighty wonderful marvelous merciful forgiving.
We try to compare you to our dads, but we distort you
because they're definitely not perfect. A friend of mine
once compared you to plaid. He said it represented your
vast complexity. But plaid isn't beautiful: it's what preppy dooshbags wear (with leather flips-flops). Nor is plaid majestically grandiose. So that didn't work.
We call you lord shepherd teacher rabbi the great physician.
but lords sometimes exploit their workers, shepherds accidentally loose their sheep,
teachers can loose their temper, rabbis were human, and even doctors can't heal everybody.
Don't even get me started on the Trinity: the egg.
The son is the yoke, the spirit is the white, and the father is the shell.
but those things come out of the chicken's ass...and if you drop it
it explodes. so that doesn't work either.
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plaid? are you calling yourself a preppy douchebag? ;)
ReplyDeletehmm...i agree with you though. it is hard to find an imperfect object/being with whom to compare our perfect God. it's hard to put such an infinite and unimaginable being into something rather concrete and tangible.