They say you become what you worship. Psalm 115 offers something to this effect:
Their idols are silver and gold, made by human hands. They have mouths, but cannot speak, eyes, but cannot see. They have ears, but cannot hear, noses, but cannot smell. They have hands, but cannot feel, feet, but cannot walk. They cannot make a sound with their throats. Those who make them are just like them, as are all who trust in them. (vv. 4-8, HCSB)
This has been the hope of Christians for generations, that over the course of our lives, we might become more and more like our Father, more and more like Jesus, His Son, who most accurately represented Him. Certainly the depiction of Christ in the gospels is a model worth aspiring. And countless Christians could tell you stories of how they once were and how they’ve progressed towards this goal of the years.
But what if our perception of God, or Jesus, even, were askew? What effect might that have on us? What might become of us if we believed our God to be eternally angry, perpetually seeking whom He might smite? What would we look like if we believed our God to be distracted, unconcerned, or simply too busy for us?
Or, more positively, what might it mean for us if we believed the Father to be eternally joyful, actually happy? How might it affect us to have a God who doesn’t get ruffled by circumstance, who exudes extreme confidence? What might we do with an infinitely creative God?