The
Shack
Chapter 7
“…Jesus went straight to Papa
and, kneeling at her feet, began to wipe off the front of her clothes. He worked down to her feet and gently lifted
one foot at a time, which he directed into the basin where he cleaned and
massaged it...So, this was God in relationship?”
“We have limited ourselves out
of respect for you. We are not bringing
to mind, as it were, our knowledge of your children. As we are listening to you, it is as if this
is the first time we have known about them, and we take great delight in seeing
them through your eyes.”
…Jesus looked deep into his
father’s eyes and said…”Papa, I loved watching you today, as you made yourself
fully available to take Mack’s pain into yourself, and then give him space to
choose his own timing. You honored him
and you honored me. To listen to you
whisper love and calm into his heart was truly incredible. What a joy to watch! I love being your son.”
“How do you mean
different”…”Well”, Mack paused as he thought about it. “More real, or
tangible. I don’t know!”
“I guess I expected you to be
more…humanly striking...the ideal man, you know, athletic and overwhelmingly
good looking. Jesus says…”Once you
really get to know me, it won’t matter to you’’
“My purpose from the beginning
was to live in you and you in me…How can that happen? It’s the power of Sarayu,
my Spirit, the Spirit of God who restores the union
that was lost so long ago.”
“You know”, Mack responded,
suddenly struck anew by the absurdity of his situation; where he was, the
person next to him. “Sometimes you sound
so, I mean, here I am lying next to God Almighty and, you really sound, so…”
“Human?”
“Jesus?” Mack whispered as his
voice choked, “I feel so lost.” A hand reached out and squeezed his, and didn’t
let go. “I know, Mack. But it’s not true. I am with you and I’m not lost. I’m sorry it feels that way, but hear me
clearly. You are not lost.”