It's all about the elephant in the room

It's is interesting how a piece of paper can talk to you.  Yesterday I sat down to paint a picture of roses.  However, after I had applied the wash (water with a little paint for the back ground) the paper just didn't speak of roses, but a quiet lake scene that just had to come out.  So that is what developed.  I do need to get some new brushes, though, so that I can get the effect I want.  So today I'll try to get to the roses, if the paper speaks to me in roses.

Tonight we have to go back to church for a rerun of this morning's service.  Same program, just a different audience, as this is the 5th Sunday service when the churches in the community come together at a different, church.  This time it is ours and I'm a reader.

This lends itself to the story of the elephant and the blind men, describing what the elephant is like. They each describe the elephant from his own experience with the creature.  That's the thing about God, we all have a different experience and different expression of Him, based on where we come from in our experience with life and our past.  No, God doesn't change. He is the same always.  But, we, in our humanness each know Him  somewhat differently. I think God understands that.

And you might say,"Yeah, but the Bible says__".  Right, and your understanding, from where you stand, might be different than where I stand.  None of us is the same, therefore, none of us sees things the same.  But, we can agree on a few God given principles and respect each other and love each other, regardless of these differences. Loving one another is one principle that the blind men can't help but see the same, from what ever point of view they have of God.

And since this is Sunday I can preach my sermon and be just fine with it.  Amen