Unconditional love, it seems hard to come by sometimes given our human tendency to love when it’s easy, or when there’s something in it for us.
As many of you know, I grew up in church. From around the time I was in kindergarten until the year that I finished seventh grade, attending church was okay with me. The Sunday evening services were lengthy for a kid; I remember doing a lot of drawing with the paper and pencil my parents brought for me. But Wednesday nights were fun because it was AWANA night, and my parents, grandma, aunt, uncle, and my older cousins were all leaders or helpers, and me, my sister, and a younger cousin were all participants.
When we moved during the summer between my seventh and eight grade years though, things changed. We started attending a church, and school, that seemed rather strange to me, even though I grew up in church.
Somewhere during those years, I started to dread going to church, and to chapel which was a weekly part of our experience in the small, parochial school. Whenever I entered the large room with its low ceiling and complete void of windows, I felt as though the air was being sucked out of my body, and any sense of hope, peace, and joy was being stolen from my spirit.
It was as though guest youth pastors were competing to tell the most horrific story of the deaths of “rebellious teenagers.” I recall one guy who told about a teenage girl who was hanging upside down in a burning car, her mother telling her to repent, but the girl refused to do so before burning to death in that accident. While I know tragic things happen to people, the cynical part of me wonders how many of those stories were actually true.
Stories like that, and the church’s pastor’s infamous sermon illustrations in which he maligned members of the congregation, or more often than not former members, who had disobeyed the church’s rules in some way, were all part of the tyranny by fear that took place in that church and churches of the same affiliation, churches that were void of love and grace.
It took quite some time before I was able to separate the character of the God of the Christian faiths from the character of those people who had claimed to represent Him and His message.
The misrepresentation of the character of God is not limited to that extreme denomination though. I have Catholic friends and family in law, and I’ve heard the term “Catholic guilt” used on more than one occasion. It’s no wonder so many Christians could grow up with the concept of a God who is waiting to punish and destroy us at His first opportunity.
But if that were true, God would certainly have had the opportunity to have done so by now, many times over.
The God described in the Old Testament does appear to be the kind of God represented by the leaders of extreme denominations, the God who is waiting to kill us by opening up the earth and swallowing us whole. But Tim Keller presents a different picture in his study “A Journey Through Lent.”
During this Lent season, I have been reading that study by Tim Keller. I did it last year too actually, but this year something completely different has spoken to me. It is the theme that permeated everything leading up to the crucifixion itself.
Even in the strangeness of some of the Old Testament passages, we can see the implementation of God’s ultimate plan. His plan was always to make a way for the restoration of the broken relationship between humans and the Divine.
The holiness of God does highlight our need for restoration. If we have any ability at all to be introspective, we would have to admit that we are far from perfect, and we are indeed unworthy of having a relationship with God.
Yet the God who designed humankind loved all of us from the beginning, and He loves each one of us now.
During the Christmas season, we talk about the birth of Jesus as being the greatest gift ever given, but the greatest sacrifice was yet to come.
Look at the cross this Easter Sunday. See Jesus there, and you will see the true character of God – God’s love for each of us personified. Look into the tomb and see the hope, peace, and joy that is available to us because of Jesus’s resurrection.
Whether you choose Him or not, you can see God’s true character on Easter weekend because the cross and the empty grave are the greatest manifestation of unconditional love that humans will encounter.