May 11, 2020

A Comment From a Reader

This morning I received a comment on my blog about my request to imagine what the Trinity looks like.  


“I read this analogy that describes the Trinity in a way that I could understand. (These are my words/description, as best as I can paraphrase.):

- The Father -
Think of God as the author of a book. All the thoughts, words, scenes, and characters are His and His alone.

- The Son -
God decides to put himself into the book as the character, Jesus. That way, through the Jesus character, God is really in the book - saying and reacting to various situations that occur in the plot. God writes himself into the story. The version of Him in the book is independent of the version of Him writing the book - yet it is still Him.

- The Holy Spirit -
All the other characters in the book have a bit of God in them. Good or bad, they are creations of God, the author.

So God, the author, consciously or unconsciously leaves His mark on everything He creates in His book.”



Thank you for entering the conversation.  I actually really appreciate it very much.


Your analogy of the Trinity is interesting; and very good.  But after I read it I thought: but that doesn’t really tell me — show me — what the Trinity looks like to my eyes.

I was hoping for something my imaginatation could see -- perceive -- by the description of your words. 


When our professor asked us to imagine what the Trinity looked like my mind at first was just blank.  Then during the week end, while I wason a long bike ride,  and it came to me.

It was a bright light with three dimensions.  In the center of the light it was very white. Then it began to spread into a soft yellow.  The soft yellow blended into a more pure yellow. 


When I got home from my bike ride I called a friend, who was an artist, and ask her to paint the Trinity for me.


In class that next Monday.  The professor had many pictures, from history, of the Trinity.  But they where like models made of wood or clay or something.  To me they were just a piece of wood, or clay,  that can be touched a held. 

You could see the object in the pictures.  But I have to say I liked my better(;


I had that picture for a long time. But somewhere in my many moves it got lost.  However in my mind it will never be lost to me.

It is the untouchable Light of the world.


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