Religion in our world today presents us with a plethora of definitions, identities and faces of “God”, with many of these definitions on the surface at least, bearing little or no resemblance to each other.
For many years I have found this both puzzling and disturbing as I am a person who holds an unequivocal inner knowing that there is such a Being, yet what I feel within me is completely different to these descriptions of “God”.
Contemplating this apparent paradox, I began to consider some of the faces of “God” to which I had been exposed in my life.
I found “God, the accountant or book keeper” – that is he who keeps a tally of deeds and calls in the debt or rewards the credit at the end of a human life.
“God the exclusive” I found singularly strange: to live for all of eternity and have only one Son or one race of people be his people. What did the others do, I used to wonder?
Then there was “God the Vengeful” who apparently was capable of bringing down the favoured one’s enemies, their cities and by inference, their wives and children. Not much fun at parties . . .
“God who can’t make his mind up” was interesting – he might be, but then again, he might not; or “God who is all mind” so that he actually isn’t anymore – he’s just a mind. I have a sense that this notion may well have given birth to the new age version of “God as the creator of your materialistic desires.”
The “God of Love” sounded promising… but the acoustic guitars and strains of ‘Kumbaya’ were not for me.
The God of my childhood was the incredibly old man with the long white beard whose portrait I used to observe and think, “Really?” However, he certainly did not look like the kind of man who would have stood by and let his only son be crucified… which brought me to “God who throws Lightning Bolts.” No comment.
And yet I observe within myself and within so very many of my fellow human beings, sincere longing for a sense of a Divinity to which we can connect, feel whole and derive a meaning or purpose for our lives… and not have to wait until we die to do so.
Until recently, my sole sense of Divinity was Nature. I found in the vast expanses of the Australian bush and desert a sense of space that felt to me like “God.”
Observing the natural unfolding of the patterning of leaves on a tree and its intrinsic geometry, as well as each leaf’s innate and absolute knowing of how to grow in cooperation with the rest of the tree felt to me like “God”. Being held and embraced by the absolute silence and stillness of a midnight sky, I felt was “God”.
Night-time solitude laying on a beach or in the desert with my arms open to the stars and the Universe, breathing so gently and still, could only be “God”.
After observing nature for several decades, I began to feel some of nature’s qualities within me: the open hearted feeling, the silence and, at times, the stillness.
However, it was not until I began to attend Universal Medicine presentations offered by Serge Benhayon that my feelings about “God” started to confirm, and very much extend themselves. Here, I am reconnecting within myself to some qualities that I had always felt were “God”.
The qualities of Stillness, Love, Truth, Harmony, Rhythm, Beauty and Joy are not only in nature, but are also part of our innermost self, when we choose to reconnect with them.
What I have found particularly engaging in this understanding of Divinity is that it is based on neither the faith nor the fear associated with the experiences of my youth, but on a precise science which connects me with the rhythms and cycles of the Nature, Time and Space.
And all of this can be done in a human body because my body is also all of those qualities I have felt were God. This face of God I know.
And the best part is I don’t have to wait until I die to develop this relationship with God. And there is not a thunderbolt in sight… I am home.
by Coleen Hensey, Tamborine Mtn, Qld, Australia