Do I Look Like God?
by Mike McKinniss
They say you become what you worship. Psalm 115 offers something to this effect:
Their idols are silver and gold, made by human hands. They have mouths, but cannot speak, eyes, but cannot see. They have ears, but cannot hear, noses, but cannot smell. They have hands, but cannot feel, feet, but cannot walk. They cannot make a sound with their throats. Those who make them are just like them, as are all who trust in them. (vv. 4-8, HCSB)
Similarly, this is part of Paul’s point in Romans 1. Idolatry, worshiping something other than the Creator, has led the people of the world into a pattern of becoming less and less human, less and less alive. We’ve seen this on an individual scale – the one who progressively chases, say, sensual pleasure only to be swallowed by it in death. We’ve seen it on wide, corporate scales – the nation that elevates a phony “racial ideal” and slaughters thousands or millions who don’t fit the profile. With the wrong god in place, we become ugly and inhuman.
But the opposite has been the hope of Christians for generations, that over the course of our lives, we might become more and more like our Father, more and more like Jesus, His Son, who most accurately represented Him. Certainly the depiction of Christ in the gospels is a model worth aspiring. And countless Christians could tell you stories of how they once were and how they’ve progressed towards this goal over the years.
But what if our perception of God, or Jesus, even, were askew? What effect might that have on us? What might become of us if we believed our God to be eternally angry, perpetually seeking whom He might smite? What would we look like if we believed our God to be distracted, unconcerned, or simply too busy for us?
Or, more positively, what might it mean for us if we believed the Father to be eternally joyful, actually happy? How might it affect us to have a God who doesn’t get ruffled by circumstance, who exudes extreme confidence? What might we do with an infinitely creative God? Who might we become if we worshipped a God whose goal was not to destroy all of creation, but to remake it with all the splendor it has lost at the hands of evil and inhumanity?
What does your God look like? And is that the kind of person you’d like to be?