It seems that our collective view of the Christian God in the US holds the image of God as deus - a Zeus-like manly God in the sky. I’ve held this view of God since I was a kid. It’s the god I decided to forget about when I was younger. It’s the toxic father-son relationship that made me flee the Christian religion along with so many others.
I realize now that this is a pagan concept of the divine. It sees god (or, the gods) as a deity to be appeased, influenced, etc.
Don’t get me wrong… I like pagans. Their traditions are beautiful. Seriously. But as a Christian, I have to profess that I see the divine differently. I have to look to Jesus to find what God looks like.
I’ve long been curious… Why do we see God this way in our culture?
If I had to identify one biblical verse that’s central to our US culture, I’d have to say John 3:16. It’s the one on endless bumper stickers and flags waving across football stadiums.
Our modern translations spell it out like this… “God so loved the world that he gave his only Son.”
I could write about the twisted interpretation of this verse - how it has been used to exclude and otherize people who don’t believe like you do (which is largely the result of the folly of leaving out the following verse 17 which says, “God didn’t send his Son into the world to judge the world, but that the world might be saved through him.”). But I won’t go there today.
Getting back to the nuts and bolts of the text; I want to say that this is a poor translation. (You know, it’s amazing how one little word can change an entire nation’s theology. Hang in here with me.)
The way it’s translated positions God as a distant father in the clouds and Jesus as his little boy who he dispatched to earth. That’s the way I always saw it growing up.
Now that I’m learning how to be a professional Christian in seminary, I learned how to look up the original Greek translations. So in preparation for writing this post, I did that with John 3:16. And lo, here’s what I discovered…
It isn’t, “…God gave HIS only Son.”
It’s, “…God gave THE only begotten Son.”
The definite article there is ‘THE’ not ‘HIS’.
The Greek implies no possession.
It’s not God’s son.
It’s God, THE son.
Same God.
Different form, yes.
But still God.
Jesus shows us that God is not a deity.
Jesus is God, with us (emmanuel).
So, the Trinity is…
God as the Father (the creator, lover)
God as the Son (the created, beloved, divine Imprint of the creator)
God as the Holy Spirit (the divine Love that connects creator/lover with created/beloved)
Here’s the kicker…
All three elements of the Trinity exist in Jesus. In the Trinity, you cannot separate God, the Father from God, the Son (or God, the Holy Spirit). All three elements are there in Jesus’s being.
Jesus shows us that God is not a deity. In Jesus, God is the Trinity.
The Trinity is not a deity in the sky.
It is a dynamic relationship right here on the ground.
It is a Perichoresis or a divine circle-dance. Creator, created, and the love between them. Lover, beloved, and the love between them. Each element is essential to the other two. Take one out and none of them truly exist.
Jesus shows us what this God-as-trinitarian-relationship looks like in a real, breathing, sweating, bleeding human being.
In Jesus, God-as-the-Son, we see what a human life looks like when it is under direct and unclouded influence of a perfectly loving and self-emptying God and the love that flows without interruption between them.
In Jesus, we see what a human life looks like when it perfectly mirrors an eternally loving God. Not a God who imposes his booming wrath on his little boy from a distance. But a God who is right here in the dirt and the mud and the muck and the joys and the pain and the elation and the confusion - in all of it, WITH US.
Jesus disproved the deity in the sky and gave us Divine Relationship as the one true God.
In Jesus, we don’t see an imprint of a God who came to condemn or admonish us from above (remember, DON’T FORGET VERSE 17!).
Jesus is the imprint of a God who moves in the opposite direction. The imprint of a cruciform God whose love flows downward like water washing us clean and bringing us closer to each other and closer to Him. A God who follows us into death and brings about new life. Time and time again.
Jonas! I have to let you know how much you have helped me realign my learned version of God. I grew up Catholic with a God who was always watching to "catch me in sin". My connection to the church was tenuous at best and hateful at worst.
As I grew into my own thoughts, I started viewing everything through a feminism lens therefore, Catholics were the enemy (for MANY reasons). I looked into every facet of Paganism I could because I knew there was something "out there" and I really wanted to be connected to something (home life was awful). When I was married and thinking about having kids, I felt strongly about providing them with a belief in "something greater than themselves" growing up - even if it was only to provide a platform for them to reject later in life. At least they would have a stability in their early lives. I just didn't want it to be the "religion" I grew up in.
Around this time I had charismatic Christians friends and grew intrigued with how their services were about joy and love and connection. I joined the church "for my kids" feeling like I missed my chance at connection. Basically I sat in the back of the room and cried the whole service for weeks. I am not unlovable - what a concept! My Sundays were spent all day at the church taking my young kids to their individual services and doing as much as I could to immerse myself into helping others (I was divorced by this time). Our pastor was fantastic - he brought the bible to life for me, providing the context of what things meant at the time they were written. Jesus was real for me finally. But I was having trouble with the our-way-is-the-only-way to God format.
Once it became just me attending the church (both kids at colleges), I started feeling the old "this is judging and excluding" vibe strongly. I had joined this church which was a recent transplant where services were held in a converted business space where you "knew" just about everybody. It steadily grew (as it does) into a new building with a stadium worship area (in six years). I lost the connections I had without my children tethers and was feeling more and more distant from their concept of God and the "hate the sin/love the sinner" philosophy. Daddy issues and white males telling me what to do with my body was making it impossible for me to pray to a white male God. I felt the white male dominating society in the old Testament created a God in THEIR image, not the other way around. But I couldn't come up with a female version or a "nebulas energy" I felt comfortable talking to.
Then I found you, back when you were just starting to share your faith journey and you resonated with me with your non-church theology. I must say I was right with you when you moved to the new "prosperity based" church in Chicago, and fell away from it right about the time you did. lol When you went legit Christian, I was disappointed, but stayed with you because I have a trust in your journey. (insert shrugging shoulders emoji here). I am so glad that I did, because you have brought me back to JESUS as the one can I pray to because he is THE trinity of all the things I was grasping for and he is the example of how we should be when we're "in God".
I don't pray "for" things to happen, I pray for help in dealing with things THAT happen - thankful for the easy and patient with the hard. I accept whatever concepts humans feel they need to be to feel authentic, because we do not live in a static universe - all things have a need evolve to survive - what refuses to, dies off. As long as you don't believe your way is the only way, and it is in no way harmful to others, I accept you and all your differences. God is the constant in this evolution.
This article has sealed the deal for me. I'm tearing up as I type this because I am so grateful for your words in my life. You have helped me make sense of my jumbled thoughts on faith in MY journey to God.
And this turned into my "testimony" more than my comment and I'm not sorry. ;)
Peace,
Debbie