I love engaging in theological conversation, as I am always searching for better language to describe God and my experience of God. I am so fortunate, that I get to engage in such conversation more and more, sometimes I’m even getting paid to – how cool is that! For a long time I have sensed that before going to sleep it may be wise to ask God to forgive me for my thoughts and language of God. If God is infinite, and I am finite, I will never express truth of God. When I speak of the Divine I can only do so as me, located, particular, limited, infinite, and foolish.
One of my prayers is that I don’t muddy the waters too much; that, through we see through a glass dimly; that I might be a person with a Windex bottle in one hand and a paper towel in the other.
peace, dwight
Have you read the poem/prayer by CS Lewis on language and talking about God? Its definately in the windex and paper cloth variety. I love this picture, it keeps us humble!