I’ve been reading this recent book by Donald Miller, “Searching for God Knows What”. I really like Donald Miller, and his book “Blue Like Jazz” made him an instant celebrity in the Christian book world. Dave says he’s whiney, because he gets to be part of a really cool community, but doesn’t realize how great he’s got it. I’ll admit, he comes across whiney sometimes, but he’s artsy, and artsy people are dramatic. Their whines are more dramatic, but they know how to party. They also see stuff the rest of us miss. My wife is artsy.
Anyway, It’s funny how you can read something and be drawn to totally different stuff than someone else. Dave told me Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell was great in the last few chapters. Eddie White said it started good, but the last few chapters weren’t that great. I think I really only liked chapters 4 and 6. Eddie Parish really liked “Blue Like Jazz”, but found “Searching For God Knows What” too slow. In just 2 chapters of “Searching for God Knows What”, I’ve been real impressed.
He talks about how for a long time he had this view that God was like Santa. This was beneficial for 4 reasons: 1)You didn’t have to interact with Santa, cause he just came and gave you stuff and only took a bite of cookie before disappearing for 365 days 2) He was black and white- you either made his list or not 3)He gave you stuff based on behavior 4) Bad kids got presents anyway. Interacting with Santa is a simple formula. Same with God.
(As a side note, isn’t it interesting that American depictions of Santa are way fatter than European ones?)
But it really isn’t like that. Simple formulas fall short, because following God means following a being with identity, desires, emotions, and character. He is love. He’s powerful and unchanging. And He is complex. We tell people to not cheat on their taxes or punch their annoying neighbor in the pie-hole, to read their copy of a 2000 collection of documents, and pray to this being (which consists of asking Him for a bunch of stuff). Then we’re good Christians and can go to heaven and not burn forever getting poked with a big read pitchfort.
What if I viewed being married as a simple formula? What if I said that all I have to do is buy flowers once a month, take out the trash, change a few diapers (Hudsons, not mine- I’m responsible for my own), and listen to her talk about her day? You’d say, sure, those are good things, but there’s more. Way more. Kate expects me to comfort her sometimes, to work, to stop working and listen, to leave her alone, and even to argue with her (yes, you do Sweetheart:) ) I need to know when it is the appropriate time for each. But more than all of it, she wants me to love her. The rest will come together if my inside is right.
God’s the same way. We can’t just do a bunch of stuff and say we’re his children. We need to walk with Him. The whole deal is relational. He’s not full of contradictions or cruelty, but He’s still complex and difficult to understand. We can only begin to understand Him and walk with Him when we start deciding we’re going to love Him and follow Him. The rest will come together if the inside is right. It’s not like Santa who never cries or gets upset and is always happy and jovial and gives presents to everyone because he’s a simple little genie-like creature. He’s real. When I see God the same way, I can’t believe in Him, and I’m right, because that God doesn’t exist.
Most of the time, I’d rather just leave God milk and cookies. It’s easier. But, it’s unfulfilling and meaningless to serve an imaginary God. So often, I hear people talking about what Jesus would think about such-and-such. Most of the time they are just trying to support something they believe anyway (and many times they have never really read the Bible to know anything about Jesus in the first place). They make references to an unreal, imaginary God who masquerades as the divine creator but is really just a hollow, empty shell.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t want Santa anymore. I want the real thing.
(Note: If you want any of the books listed in this post, buy them after clicking on their links. I’ll get a little percentage of the profits, maybe enough to buy a Jolly Rancher in ten years)