All these things Jesus said to the crowds in parables; indeed, he said nothing to them without a parable. This was to fulfill what was spoken by the prophet: “I will open my mouth in parables; I will utter what has been hidden since the foundation of the world.” – Matthew 13:34-35
I, somewhat facetiously, said a day or two ago that we know
it is God and not goddess because He lays out the rules plainly. That’s true enough about the Law. Do this and you will live. Do that, and it is death. Yet life has both its pedestrian, masculine side and its
exotic, mysterious, feminine side. When it comes
to what we are to be rather than only what we must do, we find the Lord talking
about seeds and weeds and bread and vines.
That’s the way that it works. The Bible is not informational, certainly not solely informational. It is not a book of facts or a flight
schedule that tells us which plane to board for a trip to heaven. That kind of thinking leads to the
misunderstandings of extreme fundamentalism, of eschatological date-setting, of
accusations of heresy over how long it took God to create the cosmos. Has the sun indeed set on the Sixth?
I think the Bible is inspired literature. I think the writers wrote, sometimes, lists of
names because they were scribes and that is what scribes did. I think Paul wrote greetings, salutations,
and personal details in his Epistles because an epistle is a letter to one’s
friends or potential friends. Romans is
possibly the richest Epistle in terms of doctrine but can we say it is more
inspired than the simple little note Paul dashed off to Philemon about a useless
runaway slave named Onesimus*?
When a person becomes a Christian, he or she is baptized in
symbolic death and resurrection. God
does not pull a man from the game and send in an angel to replace him. Instead, by His Spirit, Christ comes to dwell
in the man, in that flesh, though it be abused and wounded, even crippled and
scarred. We could all change our names
to Christopher, for we are all Christ-bearers.
God makes new men out of old by inspiration in the fullest sense of the
word. As He breathed into red clay the
Breath of Life, and Adam became a living soul, so the Holy Breath sanctifies
the flawed and weak material bodies of those who will trust Him today. We become sanctuaries of the Living God.
Are we surprised, then, that He took what is, in places,
fairly prosaic literature and inspires it that His Spirit might make of it sacred
Scripture? It seems like something God
would do. He speaks to us through and by
the limitations, the prejudices, and the flaws of those who wrote. Like us they were but jars of clay, and, also like us, jars
filled with an unimaginable treasure. Whatever
was in their minds as the pen moved, whatever the conditions that motivated
them, whatever the context, though it may help us in understanding the
language, does not limit the meaning.
*For those who might not know, Paul has a little fun with the
name Onesimus which means, literally, useful. See verse 11 -- Formerly he was useless to you, but now he is indeed useful to you and
to me.
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