Friday, December 12, 2008

God Has Visited His People

So this is my most recent spiritual revelation (there will be more about shoes later, I promise. Or threaten, depending on your point of view, and-- most likely-- gender):
"And God has visited His people [ in order to help and care for and provide for them]!" Luke 7:16, Amplified Version.
I love the Amplified. It tells me in English what the Greek was really saying. There is context and nuance and fullness of meaning which is frequently lost in translation (even in translations I love). Martin Luther ran into the same problem when trying to translate the Latin Bible into German. Sticky stuff.
But so rich! See, this here tells me the intent behind God's visitation. I might eventually arrive at the truth of His intent by reasoning backwards from "God has visited His people," but being human I am more likely to jump to an erroneous conclusion. Like, "Oh great, God has come down to check up on His people. What's going to happen now, considering how long we've been screwing things up?" The statement sited above allays all those fears.
I watched Luther last night, so, though he's not an untainted hero, he's fresh in my mind. He, and his fight. The Catholicism of his day portrayed God as terrible, a punishing vengeance waiting to strike and to burn and to torture if we did not pay literal coin to appease Him. Luther came saying, "If your understanding of God is that He is an angry God, there is something wrong with your picture." And here I find affirmation of his words in the very Scriptures he fought to place in the hands of an enslaved, ignorant people.
Which takes me straight back to the verse: "And God has visited His people [ in order to help and care for and provide for them]!" I have these Scriptures in my hands, and I am not enslaved to "the church," ignorant, starving, gripped by a fear so complete it scares me into the arms of the devil. What greater help and care and provision is there? He abolished fear.

It does make me wonder, though, what modern-day blind spots I have; if 16th century Rome had them, so can I. But that's another blog....

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