creation narrative (a bud)
God is. S/he is the creator, without beginning or end. When S/he decided to make a creation, S/he called it into existence, expanding it from the palm of Hes hand into the vastness. He hung the universe into fine balances, so that stellar bodies would form, revolving around their stars, forming systems in multitudes. Holding on to an atmosphere, harbouring life, a planet would spring to life teeming in diversity. S/he decided to make creation uncontrollable, self-conscious and autonomous, an artwork with an unpredictable brushstroke.
Thus S/he made humanity, male and female S/he created them, a breed of souls that, through refinement, came to be conscious of their whereabouts and effects. Communion S/he envisaged with them alway, though S/he knew full well that they would use their freedom to rebel. Inevitable were the stray paths with the empowered breed. Though when perceived in the sequence of time, S/he would suffer and feel regrets for creating humanity such, but S/he knows what S/he is doing and prefers everything the way S/he does it.
a wrestling peace
For humans within time, the here and now has to be the absolute, and past and future an extrapolation of the now.
And in holy writ, everything concerning Hem is a matter of perpetuity, be it even statutes established in the season of their time. Thus humans living within time may come to call statutes “eternal” that are really, contextual and transitory.
Some were shepherds and customs happened to involve appeasing goddesses with sacrificed blood, S/he was also understood to demand such sacrificing, though Hes prophets proclaimed that S/he had no such desire: sacrificed human children being an abomination; animal sacrifices superfluous as everything had been created by Hem and was Hes’ anyway; and any innocent blood spilled despised with fury.
Hes’ own son S/he sent to die, so that humans had a way to be right with Hem and live in communion with Hem again, even despite their flaws as a fallen humanity in the age between Hes’ Son’s suffering and death, and the same Son’s second coming in power and glory for judgement.
This note is written in the current age, imperfect and dim-witted. Right now in relational time S/he is the God of the engineers as well as the shepherds, the dentists as well as the forresters, and it is arguable that each profession should have their own rules and sacrifices.
Reverence of holy writ is fully warranted, but that does not mean that historical context should be denied and scriptures written for a certain group of people at a certain time should have absolute standing for all time and all settings of society.
Dare to have your own creative obedience to Hes’ calling.
