Tuesday, June 11, 2013

In the beginning was the Word.

"In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was God."

Well, that's very fine and dandy for God to be just one word. He/She's the only one bright enough to understand what that one word means anyway. We, on the other hand, need lots of words. As many as we can make up and use on a regular basis… to give us a sense of understanding, a sense of communication.

So does that mean a culture with lots of words in its language is smarter or dumber? Depends on who you ask. Take the word love. The Greeks had different words to describe love: eros, agape… but in English we only have one love so we tack on a whole bunch of adjectives to explain what kind: romantic love, brotherly love, unconditional love.

Take infinity for a word. I guess infinity describes God-time, but can infinity convey the awesome length of forever backwards and forwards? Does it even describe the linear concept of backwards and forwards, or is it about some all-in-one-at-a-time concept that only Albert Einstein could understand? 

Can the word orange describe the awesome color of a sunset? I don't think so. Orange must be experienced with the eyes for it to be comprehended. So saying the Word was God and God was the Word is just a whole lot of Bible-Babble. And nobody know what it means, except the Bible-twerps, and even they don't know for sure. Nobody does. Because it's a secret. It's a code. Part of the mystery.

If God were easy to understand, it wouldn't be any fun. For God, or for us. At least that's my story, and I'm sticking with it.

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