Nobody But You

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I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.  When the Spirit of truth comes, she will guide you into all the truth; for she will not speak on her own, but will speak whatever she hears, and she will declare to you the things that are to come.  She will glorify me, because she will take what is mine and declare it to you.  All that Abba God has is mine. For this reason I said that she will take what is mine and declare it to you.

John 16:12-15

When I was a kid I loved field trips.  It honestly did not matter where we were going.  I loved traveling somewhere with others.  The bus ride.  The warm peanut butter sandwich that awaited me for lunch.  The jokes.  The world seemed so big.  I would read all the literature I could get on where we had just been on the bus ride back to school, soaking in the knowledge.  I appreciated the controlled manner in which it was being introduced.

Over the years the field trips have gotten more exotic and filled my mind with great awe.  I still love trips of any kind.  When I fly I pretend that I am a government agent carrying vital information to those that will greet me when I arrive.  When I drive somewhere I am part of an epic road trip searching for deeper meaning in life.  I once took a train and dreamed that I was an explorer being brought to the edge of civilization in order to understand the miracles of where we have been.

I am the person that gets lost in thought rather easily.  I daydream a lot.  I wander around my thoughts, pondering who or what God is, how God communicates to this world, what Jesus really looked like, and if the Holy Spirit wore shoes would she wear running shoes or sandals.  Being a dreamer brings me to today’s text longing for more.

“I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.”  Jesus might as well said, “I got a secret and I am not tell-el-ing.”  My curiosity is peeked.  Perhaps, that is why Jesus said it.  Ok Jesus, you got something else to tell us.  If you tell me I promise to not tell others.  You can trust me.  What do you mean that what you have to tell us is something that we cannot bear right now?

What is going to happen that will prepare us to bear what you will eventually tell us?

We went to the Science Museum Oklahoma this past Friday.  This is something that I have wanted to do since discovering the blue domed building when I first drove down MLK.  I felt a little strange going to a place packed with children with adults.  We were adults with no children.  After chatting with the guy behind the counter selling tickets about 80’s hair metal bands and John Hughes films we were invited in and given a map.

We wandered around the hands on exhibits teaching us about sound and light.  We explored the science behind crime scene investigation.  Stood inside of a giant mouth and learned about weather.  We wandered around the museum for a few hours challenging every sense the body could offer.  With every passing moment our appreciation for the world around us grew.

With smiles plastered upon our faces we went to the Science Live! Show.  We were surrounded by children hanging on to or sitting in the lap of adults.  It seemed as if we had a neon sign hanging around our necks telling everyone that we were there without any children.  The show started and volunteers were sought.  We prayed that God would make us invisible.

The kindly man in the front row with 3 children was selected to come on stage.  There was a demonstration of elastic and applied force using giant exercise bands.  Friction was taught using a beach ball.  There was a firenado, that is a fire inside a metal cylinder that rotated to demonstrate the natural forces at work in the world.  Sound waves traveled overhead as smoke rings made all of this visible.  Chain lightning, kinetic energy, potential energy, and fart sounds really tied the performance together.  The room was hanging on every world.  Then they launched a rocket in to space using liquid nitrogen.  It was magnificent.

I left there unashamed of not having children and delighted in the close proximity of science.  We explored aviation, space travel, geometry, and optical illusions.  All the while our smiles stayed plastered to our faces.  It reminded me that science is a friend to faith.

Where science seeks to explain, understand, and explore the world, faith comfortably sits where it is at and dwells in the mystery of the unexplained, the unknown, and unexplored parts of this world.

“When the Spirit of truth comes, she will guide you into all the truth; for she will not speak on her own, but will speak whatever she hears, and she will declare to you the things that are to come.”  Has it ever really been about understanding?

Who can understand that which is God?  Julian of Norwich, the medieval Christian mystic, writes, “As truly as God is our Father, so truly is God our Mother.  This is revealed in everything, and specially in those words where God says, ‘I am Lord.’ That is to say, I am God, the power and goodness of fatherhood; I am God, the wisdom and lovingness of motherhood; I am God, the light and the grace which is all blessed love; I am God, the Trinity; I am God, the unity; I am God, the great supreme goodness of every kind of thing; I am God who makes you to love; I am God, who makes you to long, I am God, the endless fulfilling of all true desires.”

What if the very thing Jesus is protecting us from is ourselves?  “All that Abba God has is mine. For this reason I said that she will take what is mine and declare it to you.”  The many things Jesus wants to share with us fall upon deaf ears because our mind is made up.  Our faith is settled.  We know where we are going.  We know where we ought to be.

Where do you go when the longings of your heart disappear?  What do you do when you know all there is?  How does it feel when you lose the ability to dream?

Let’s not seek answers today.  Let us enjoy being in the presence of God.

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