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I know enough fairy tales that I know I'm supposed to pick number three. But it's so scary!
I want the God of the Egyptian Hebrew slaves, who rains down destruction and death on those who are trying to persecute me, who influences my neighbors to give me all of their treasures and riches, and wants to lead me to the promised land--a land flowing with milk and honey. Surely He wants me to have my best life now.
But I don't want that God of the wandering Jews who made them stay in the desert for 40 years, thirsting for water and eating nothing but manna and quail.
Picky, picky...
Oh wait, that's the convicting point, isn't it?
Once again, ouch. But in a therapeutically, open-my-eyes yet again kind of way (we fall down, we get up, we fall down...).
who rains down destruction and death on those who are trying to persecute me, who influences my neighbors to give me all of their treasures and riches, and wants to lead me to the promised land--a land flowing with milk and honey.
Then Chicago politics is for you.
Jesus just left Chicago.... :)
I'll hold your hand, Meg, it isn't half as scary as Joel Osteen :)
The third door is obviously the Dark Night of the Soul. Or, if you prefer the Orthodox approximation (not exact, I admit), apatheia.
Chrys, Exodus 20:21 "Moses drew near to God in the thick darkness". I Kings 8:12, Psalm 18:11, "God dwells in the darkness". St. Gregory of Nyssa and Dyionysius the Areopogite have writings on this. If we "know" God or can "prove God", basically we don't know God, we just know our concept of God that fits in our head.
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