Posted on March 10, 2010
Where was the meeting between God the Father, The Son and His Holy Spirit held? You know the one where they decided “Let Us create…” The likelihood that we could really comprehend such a “place” is slim. When this meeting was held, God had not yet invented “places” as we understand them.
When we gather with colleagues and friends, or rendezvous with lovers, we name coordinates, which allow us to all meet up in a “place” but “places” came with Creation, and this meeting, well, it was pre-creation. This meeting was pre-geographic. Coordinates, altitude, addresses, neighborhoods, all are post creation experiences.
So if they gathered for a meeting, how did they know and “where” (still not an applicable question, but I can’t think of an alternative…) did they hook up? Or, how about this, what was it like in their meeting “place”? Colorful? Hot? Cold? Just right? Light? Dark? I think our tendency in thinking about pre-geography is to think “empty” or “void”. This simply is not possible. God lived, dwelt there. No “place” has ever been more inhabited, or filled. Eternity Himself, the Limitless One was in the house. Empty would simply not be an option. But what was this locale, realm, area, filled with?
It was filled with God, and God-ness. His Nature, yet unseen by human eyes (especially since human eyes had not yet been invented…) was no less present. Our lack of observation or awareness in no way diminished His Fullness. It just diminishes our capacity to “image” or “imagine” such a place.
Filled with God-ness, this place that He reigned over was a limitless of expanse of all that is still true about Him.
Imagine a tank filled with the highest intensity of such things. Love in such a palpable, consuming concentration that nothing un-love, could oppose or withstand it. Life, (not yet living beings, just the Essence, Spirit, which would one day fill living beings…) flowed freely throughout. Not just the absence of sickness, but the raw power of concentrated aliveness. Put that in your Starbucks cup and drink it.
Such a “place” seems so foreign to us, such an atmosphere, incomprehensible. Our minds only know places. Places and limits. Places, limits and tiny droplets of the things named above. What if those things were limitless, and we just didn’t know it.
We are so Geographic.