The God Who Comes Over for Dinner
Here’s a post I wrote for The Krista Foundation’s Serve Well blog as part of their Advent reflection series. Enjoy!
As I read scripture, I’m struck by the persistent theme of God’s people continually asking God to be near them and awed by the ways God chooses to respond. Finally, God—ever mysterious—shows up in a backwater town, occupied by a violent empire, as a baby.
For this, the third year of my seminary program, I’m interning at Thank God for Sex, an organization committed to a community approach to healing religious sexual shame. One of the nasty myths we’re combating is the notion that flesh is evil and we need to practice hypervigilance in a never-ending battle against our bodies’ natural impulses—our sexuality.
But Jesus didn’t hate bodies. First of all, God makes humans embodied and calls the entirety of the created order very good. Secondly, God generally operates in a kind of body-optional existence, and in Jesus, God opts in.
The last supper image pictured here is a mural behind the pulpit of the church I attended in Papua, Indonesia, during my service year with the Mennonite Central Committee.