Friday 30 December 2011

Isn't God nice?

Praise be to the God of every faith who blesses every man everywhere at every time. He chose us, well, because we’re so special just the way we are. In love, he didn’t predestine any of our lives but left us alone to choose our own paths in life. To the praise of his glorious tolerance which he has freely given us in any and every religion. In Jesus - though you could easily have said, ‘in Krishna’ or ‘in Buddha’ - we have good health, good weather and good exam results in accordance to all our wishes and all our hard work.

And God made known to us the mystery of his will - which wasn’t all that difficult to work out for ourselves, really - that we should come to church every now and then, especially over the holidays, and try to be as nice as possible to old people and little kids. That way, everyone will get along, they’ll eventually join our church and help to serve tea after service on Sundays. Oh, and God will reward them in the end by letting them into heaven.

Isn’t God nice?

Compare what Paul actually wrote in Ephesians 1.

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding.

And he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, to be put into effect when the times will have reached their fulfillment—to bring all things in heaven and on earth together under one head, even Christ.
Ephesians 1:3-10

Which God would you worship? Which God do you worship?

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