God did great with nature, but not so good with humans. It is like he painted this beautiful picture and then vomited on it.
When I walk on Table Mountain I always marvel at God’s handiwork and attention to detail. But as I look down over the polluted city I begin to wonder how he got it so wrong, so often.
Ever since he let Eve loose in the Garden of Eden, he must have been silently cursing himself. She caused such trouble that God had to put some restrictions in place. Like clothes and labour pains.
Then, after witnessing the rape and murder that her offspring got up to, he knew he had to put his foot down again, so he reduced their lifespan from 800 to 120 years.
Not that it helped much. The lawlessness continued and God realised that indeed, he had created a very, very disappointing species.
But, God being God, he tried to fix things in his gentle yet firm manner by using the death-by-drowning method. This was tough love on a grand scale, but it is important to realise that God cannot love the sinner and hate the sin at the same time. Women, kids, animals, goodbye the lot of them. And good riddance at that, pure evil.
(Hey, at least we got rainbows out of that; I always wondered how light used to refract through water before then.)
But importantly, did God’s holocaust work? Did he mend his damaged creation?
In short, no, and things steadily went from bad to worse.
In fact matters deteriorated so quickly that he had to send in his son, Jesus, with a crack team to troubleshoot his now out-of-control creation.
Sadly, though Jesus had the best of intentions, his tour of duty did not end so well for him.
It started nicely, with healings and even a bit of raising the dead. Turning water into wine, it must be said, was a masterstroke and went down particularly well.
But unfortunately Jesus misjudged the pecking order when it came to climbing the corporate church ladder, and he upset some very powerful people.
It all came to a head one passover weekend.
Somebody said something to someone, and what should have been a warm fuzzy occasion of good food and wine turned ugly and ended up with Jesus loosing an ear and then being nailed to a cross (a bit like The Hangover, but worse-- this is often the case when booze is involved).
Things just haven’t been the same since. The usual blame game followed with finger pointing and accusations. “It wasn’t us, the Romans did it!” . . . No, the Jews did it! . . . No, the Devil did it!”
Killing Jesus seems to have been the final straw and we haven’t heard from God since. Unless he has just spent the last two thousand years sulking.
Communication was never his strong point.
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