You shall not make for yourself a graven image.
—Exodus 20. 6
Of course the worst graven image of God is the old white man,
kind of distant, a little unpredictable and sometimes mean,
a user of violence when helpless to think of anything else.
Get rid of that one right now.
But all of your images: let go of them.
God is to your image of God
what the universe is to the word “universe.”
Let God be the Presence that unfolds in your presence,
the Being of Being, that words only shrink,
that, like a song, is continually becoming what it is becoming,
a symphony you’ve heard and it moves you
and echos in you but you can’t sing it.
Whatever God we were made in the image of
is more than we can imagine.
A God you can “get” is an idol,
not the real thing.
Let God be infinite and the world a little bit of God,
all joy and sorrow, beauty and brutality, all mystery,
love expanding in us, eternal,
from the beginning of time
poured into us, the glory of the entire human race,
not just one part, all of creation, not just one part,
you and all of it, and more than that.
The Holy, the One. Anything less is an idol.
Meditate on this:
There is only one thing,
and that is God.
September 29, 2020