Saturday, May 25, 2013
When the Trinity Speaks
On some deeply theological level the Trinity is super complicated. 1+1+1=1. I get it. What can I say? I don't like math.
I like the ruling, overwhelming power of The Father. I like that He's too big, too holy, too perfect for my finite mind. I couldn't even stand in his presence without collapsing into a cloud of "you're nothing but dust." And I need that hefty dose of humility.
The Father would be enough, but He would feel so far away. So, he sent the Son. And Jesus offers me access to the trinity, friendship, tangible proof that God was here. He was ever divine, but also human. Human....like me!
And Jesus would be enough. But, Jesus left. He fulfilled his mission and went Home. And we're still....well, here. So, proceeding from the Father and the Son is the Holy Spirit. That gentle hurricane that both comforts and convicts.
To me their voices are different when scripture portrays them. Their tone and intentions are often different and yet the overwhelming purpose is to draw us to the Father. To make us like them. And like One.
This Trinity Sunday I'm thankful for the guiding love of the Father, the friendship of the Son, and the peaceful presence of the Spirit.
Three in one. And One.