Children
are full of questions, but it’s usually the
five-year-old boy who asks this one. You know the kid. He'll be running around
the place with his toy plane, swishing it around and making noise. Then all of
a sudden he'll turn to you and ask, "What does God look like?"
And
there you stand.
Adults
don’t ask such
questions. They don’t have the time for
such things. Also there are the problems of the physical describing the
spiritual, the finite understanding the infinite, in short, the creation
comprehending the creator.
But
even in the adult world, the question remains. It’s haunting and demands an answer. What
does God look like?
When
Jesus walked the face of the earth, he actually addressed this issue. No, he
never told us what God looked like; instead he showed us. And he
used the power of story to do so.
So
what’s
the answer?
God
looks like a shepherd who leaves 99 sheep to search high and low for a lost
lamb (Luke 15:4-7), then calls all to rejoice when it is found. God looks like
a king who forgave an unbelievable debt, one impossible to repay, just for the
asking (Matt 18:23-35). God looks like a rich landowner who showed grace when
he paid his vineyard workers at the end of the day (Matt 20:1:16). Or how about
this? God looks like dad, running towards his stinking son, a boy dressed in
rags and smelling like pigs (Luke 15:11-32).
When
we read these stories what do we read? Well we may read a story about a
dignified father running, hugging, and kissing his filthy son, but we are shown
a stunning picture of our heavenly father.
Though
these images are not photographically clear, the stories of Jesus have provided
us, as through a dark or dim glass, a picture of the face of God. Only story
has this power to communicate the infinite to the finite, the holy to the
sinful, and truth into a hard heart.
So
what does God look like? Is the question really important?
The
question is extremely important, for in the quest to seek its answer will reside
the meaning of life. And that is very important to the five-year-old who lives
within all of us.
Originally posted February 2014
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