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Jesus of the Bible

The more I get to know the Jesus of the bible, the more I stand in awe. Growing up, I knew two Jesuses. One who was full of holy anger, who I dare not sin against for fear of fire and damnation. And the other Jesus was a warm teddy bear, who loved to hug and cuddle and protect me. But these two Jesuses were not the same, let alone friends.
But now, as I actually read the bible and spend time studying it, I find our that neither of these Jesuses exist. The one, true Jesus, the one who made me and you and everyone in between, he is not like those individuals I thought I knew when I was young.
No, the real Jesus is both. He has holy anger because like a parent who only wants what is best for their child is angered when we disobey. Like a parent who has set out a wonderful path, with the foresight of what is needed and what is best. And like a parent, openly forgives and gives grace limitlessly when we stumble because even though we messed up his grace and love teaches us more about him that just his anger. His anger is expressed in him fighting for his children against the dark evils and principalities that exist all around us. His anger is him fighting for our righteousness.
I’ve come to realize that “sins” were not rules meant to be broken, but guidelines set out by the all-seeing, all-knowing one who wants he best for us. Because I’ve always seen myself as the center of the universe I had a hard time understanding this. But you’d think that just as a parent gets wiser the more children they have, out God who planned and formed each and everyone of us would know a thing or two.
The more I come to know this Jesus of the bible, the more I realize that he was not a zealous religious person that we so often make him out to be. He was not exclusive to those who had it together. He does not give me permission to put myself up on a pedestal to view others from above. But this Jesus, he was a homeless, street hippie who loved thiefs, prostitutes, the lame, the broken, the lost, the found, the I-know-I’m-found, the heathens, the religious, the Gentiles and Jews. This Jesus is so much more than a police-officer-in-the-sky or a sweet ole grandpa. He is a radical, a lover, a fighter and a friend. This Jesus is my God.

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