I am not a science or math person, but I wish I were. I can’t even pretend to be a math person. If you ask me to calculate a number for you, I would consider it a small miracle if I got it right. So save me the embarrassment and let’s leave the calculating to the calculators. And math people.
I’m a history and English person. I may regret saying that because you might judge my grammar and sentence structure more harshly now. But that’s okay… just be gracious in your critique J.
Because I’m bent this way, I love that Jesus talks in metaphors and imagery. The only time I’ve ever taught a series, I did a 6-week study for my college internship on the “I AM” statements in John. I loved diving into the fullness of what the different statements mean and how greater perspective is gained by drawing similarities. Like in John 10:9, I can connect better to what Jesus is saying because I understand the function of a door. As a door lets allows us to enter into a room, Jesus is the one who allows us to enter into heaven – really basic but absolutely profound.
I was having a conversation with a friend about 6 months ago, and he was telling me that his most cherished image of God was God as Father. His relationship with his own father is strained, and to know God in that specific role resonates so deeply in his soul. Images and metaphors throughout the Bible aren’t always explicitly stated as obviously as “I am…” but they’re everywhere (sometimes carried through entire books)! I think understanding what our favorite image of Jesus is gives us some insight into ourselves.
In college, I was walking through a season of life that was particularly difficult and emotionally draining. I met regularly with a mentor and during this period she encouraged me to spend significant time in my journal, writing or doodling, as a release for my stress and emotions. There was one day in particular that instead of writing something new, I turned back to old entries and scanned through pages. On the bottom edge of a random page I read, “at the right time, God will rescue you” in my own handwriting. I don’t remember when I wrote it, I don’t even remember writing it. But it was in this moment that I understood truth I had known for years in a new way – God is the one who is fighting for me.
My circumstances are not for me to try and control, worry over or manipulate. He is the one working out my salvation (Philippians 2:12-13), making me new (Revelation 21:5), and carrying me to completion (Philippians 1:6). I’ve spent (and still spend!) a lot of time & energy trying to fight for myself. As I walked through this season in my life, I was so guarded against everything – even Christ – because I was scared of getting hurt or getting in too deep. When I came across that particular quote at that moment, I felt as though I was allowed the space to breath and to release. He is trustworthy. He is sovereign. He will rescue me. He is fighting for me.
It’s been since then that I have held closely to the image of Christ as a Mighty Warrior. I cling to Psalm 24:8 “Who is this King of glory? The LORD, strong and mighty, the LORD, mighty in battle!” He fights for me; I don’t have to fight for myself. There is insurmountable freedom found here. Not only does He fight my “battles” for me but also He is fighting for my soul and for my affections. To be loved and to be fought for – two deep desires of my soul completely satisfied in Christ.
What’s your favorite image of Christ? What insight does this give into your own heart?