All over Facebook folks remind me today’s Memorial Day.
All sorts of memes tell me I’m supposed to remember, and I agree remembering is a good thing. Memorial Day ought to be more than an excuse for a three-day weekend. But I wonder–what’s the point of remembering, if all we do is remember?
Seems like the remembering, if it’s to matter, ought to change something.
I’m thinking of other things we remember. In Joshua 4, the Israelites built an altar at the site where they crossed into the Promised Land. The stones were to serve as a memorial. The point, I think, was to remind future generations of God’s faithfulness and hopefully help them lean on His promises and move forward with increased faith and trust.
Remembering those who sacrificed for our freedom–of course. But I suspect those we honor would find it even more meaningful if, by remembering their sacrifice, we’re compelled to some sort of action.
Remembering, it seems, is only part of honoring.
A friend’s sermon title prompts today’s word-of-the-week…
My friend Tom Roepke began a sermon series yesterday: When God Doesn’t Make Sense.
I’m sure Tom’s got a great message in mind, but I chuckled when I saw his title. Seriously, God never makes sense.
All that nicely worked out theology? The explanations we’ve concocted to rationalize the revealed actions of an infinite Creator toward His creatures? That’s all our stuff.
God Himself is quite simply beyond our comprehension. Probably we don’t think in exactly those terms all the time. It’s sort of difficult to focus continually on the unfathomable.
If you think you can explain God, you’ve made Him too small. If you think you can make Him conform to human logic, you’re putting Him in a box.
God doesn’t make sense, because making sense means applying to God some human standard of what’s sensible. That, well, doesn’t make sense.
I’m poking a bit of fun at my friend Tom. We have to think about God, talk to God, worship God, and do our best to make sense of our faith in God. It’s just good to remember that when we do those things we’re trying to wrap our arms, heads, and hearts around the infinite.
That’s faith. It doesn’t make sense.
It’s Monday. Might be a good week to remember that God is quite simply bigger than anything we can imagine, think about, or explain.