A 'Jealous God'

Be thankful that our God is a 'jealous God'; for Easter is precisely because God is Jealous -- "What's mine is mine" -- and he does not give up easily on getting back what is his.

Consolidating a couple of comments made here:

… the Incarnation and Passion (and Resurrection) rightfully ought also to be seen as a "type" of what God has *always* been doing for his creation. ALL Creation -- including God-haters such as [insert name] -- has *always* lived one moment to the next by feeding off the life of The Son. The Son didn't put himself into the hands of his rebellious creation only during the Passion, he has *always* been doing this: we could not exist otherwise.


It was something a Rabbi wrote, in reference to the (often-times intellectually dishonest) objection: "Where was God in the Holocaust?" which lead me to think about, and begin to comprehend, what it means to say that "God is the ground of all being." [Or, expressing the same thought in language from the Bible: "In Christ, we live and move and have our being".]

If one is interested, the Rabbi's answer was (to paraphrase): "God is right there, being murdered with the Jew ... and murdering him with the Nazi"

God isn't watching our lives, as though we were a program on television. God is participating in our lives, in all ways, in all things -- our sins, all our sins, even the most 'petty', are offences against God precisely because in sinning we compel the Sinless One to experience sin: we compel Truth Himself to experience the Lie; we compel Life Himself to experience Death.

God didn’t have to create us, and he knows what we do to him; he knows that our creation must introduce He-Who-Is-Integral to non-integration; and still he loves us so much that he creates us and continuously upholds our existence.

God is jealous: we are his and he does not lightly give up what is his. Because he loves us so much, beyond expression, because we are his and he is jealous, he does everything to redeem us out of Death and back into Life. And, because he loves us so much, beyond expression, if what we finally set our faces toward is Death, then he shall let us go, he shall let us have what we will.

God desires us, desires you, so deeply, that Life Himself subjected himself to Death so that he might redeem us, might redeem you, out of Death. But, Kyrie eleison (*), Death isn’t big enough to hold Life Himself, and now, “death works backwards” (the sound-quality isn’t the best, but do give it a listen).

(*) I know what the Greek means, it's precisely what I meant to write.