NO MAN HAS SEEN GOD
I discovered an
intriguing and inspirational story by Wayne Rice. It‘s a highly creative, allegorical response
to those who doubt the existence of God and His marvelous plans for us.
(Jeremiah 29:11 and John 1:18)
Once upon a time, twin
boys were conceived in the womb. Seconds,
minutes, hours and days passed as the two embryonic lives developed. The spark of life grew and each tiny brain
began to take shape and form. With the
development of their brains came feeling, and with feeling, perception – a
growing perception of their surroundings, each other, and life itself. They discovered that life was good and
rejoiced in their hearts.
One said to the other,
“We are surely blessed to have been conceived and to have this wonderful
world.”
The other chimed in,
“Yes, blessed be our mother who gave us life and each other.”
Each of the twins
continued to grow and soon arms and fingers, legs and toes began to take shape.
They stretched their bodies and churned
and turned in their little world. They
explored it and found the life cord which gave them life from their mother’s
blood. They were grateful for this new
discovery and sang, “How great is the love of our mother – that she shares all
she has with us!”
Weeks passed into
months and they noticed changes in each other and in themselves.
“We are changing,” one
said. “What can it mean?”
“It means,” said the
other, “that we are drawing near to birth.”
An unsettling chill
crept over them. They were afraid of
birth, for they knew that it meant leaving their wonderful world behind.
Said the one, “Were it
up to me, I would live here forever.”
“But we must be born,”
said the other. “It has happened to all
the others.” Indeed, there was evidence
inside the womb that the mother had carried life before theirs. “And I believe that there is life after birth,
don’t you?”
“How can there be life
after birth?” cried the one. “Do we not
shed our life cord and our blood tissue when we are born? And have you ever talked to anyone that has
been born? Has anyone ever re-entered
the womb after birth to describe what birth is like? NO!”
As he spoke, he fell
into despair, and in his despair he moaned, “If the purpose of conception and
our growth inside the womb is to end in birth, then truly our life is
senseless.” He clutched his precious
life cord to his breast and said, “And if this is so, and life is absurd, then
there really can be no mothers!”
“But there is a
mother,” protested the other. “Who else
gives us nourishment? Who else created
this world for us?”
“We get our
nourishment from this cord -- and our world has always been here” said the one. “And if there is a mother, where is she? Have you ever seen her? Does she ever talk to you? NO! We
invented the mother because it satisfied a need in us. It made us feel secure and happy.”
Thus, while the one
raved and despaired, the other resigned himself to birth and placed his trust
in the hands of his mother. Days turned into
weeks, and weeks into months. And soon
it was time. They both knew their birth
was at hand, and they both feared what they did not know. As the one was first to be conceived, so he
was the first to be born; the other following.
They cried as they
were born into the light. They coughed
out fluid and gasped the dry air. And
when they were sure they had been born, they opened their eyes, seeing life
after birth for the very first time. Their
first sight was the beautiful face of their mother, as she cradled them
lovingly in her arms. They were home.
[EDITOR'S NOTE: While
this is a somewhat fictional (and thus imperfect) analogy, it has much to teach
us about the nature and reality of GOD, about His prevenient grace and wondrous
love, acting on our behalves long before our birth and eons before the
foundation of our world].
“No man has seen God
at any time. The only begotten Son, who
is in the bosom of the Father, He has declared him.” (John 1:18, NKJV)
“Blessed are those who
have not seen and yet have believed.” (John 20:29b, NKJV)
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please
(above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
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