(“The Pumpkin” on Christmas Day)
Do you think as a people we have lost our appreciation of blurry edges?
I think society finds itself trapped between modernist scientific expectations and a desire to embrace some kind of post-modern spirituality that is impossible to delineate.
We want straight lines, clear boundaries and obvious start-finish points.
We like much of our lives to be like our TV recorders. Half-hour slots, trim off the excess and keep it neat.
What am I going to do? When am I going to do it? How long will it take?
But there’s that still small voice that speaks to us in a place deep inside that we tend to call the heart.
It’s a voice that tells us that life isn’t like that.
The world is bigger than we can understand. So many of those things that we compartmentalise are only able to fit in their boxes because we demean and diminish them as we do so.
We know that our ability to ask the question tells us that there is more to life that its taxonomy, and it scares us!
There are those who found it tough in Bible College that we couldn’t always get our finger firmly on the pulse of God’s message at all times.
Why can’t we dissect and digest Him?
I thank God that I’ve come to grips with some of the fuzzy edges. When it comes to what needs to be in focus, I’m confident that God is crystal clear. Romans 10:9 tells us
*If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead you will be saved*
So sometimes, when I find myself in unfamiliar territory, I can work hard to make sure that my lack of understanding is not ignorance, but otherwise, I can just enjoy the pleasant blur that comes with being out of focus, confident that He in whom I trust sees me as clear as day.