All analogies

     All analogies tend to have a weakness. My cynicism, which I covertly name discernment, gives me a knack for mowing down analogies like a Jedi using the force against those weak skeleton droids. (metaphor and analogy easily defeated by noting that the jedi does not use logic to expose a weakness but the plain bruteness of the force!) There are some Christian analogies that irk me bad. They are good and useful but I always pick out that one or two things that in my “discernment” break the connections it makes. For example, the fun one about how we are separated from God by this great chasm that looks like two cliffs missing the swinging rope bridge. You know what I am talking about. Sinful man looking across the gap towards a Holy God; some even try to make their own way to God jumping with great effort to cross the breach by any means possible only to fall to certain death in a fiery landing. But God has made a way where the cross of Christ closes the hole and makes a bridge so that men can come to God.

All on a 3x5 card ready to be explained and prayed about.

Go go gadget cynicism

Yeah so the problem is that man can even see across the gap to know that they are missing God. You have to convince a man that he even needs God…just ask the Pharisees. God has to make Himself known for a man to look.

Here’s how it should go
You see a bunch of rotting corpses on the edge of the cliff ready to slide down and off into oblivion. That’s all you see no other person and especially a Holy God would be near such filth. So put it there in your head…whiteness and on the edge of your minds canvas the cliff…with dead bodies. Make it wide though, in 3D too. With that cliff on the say right side of your canvas just put a reddish blackness below because Hell is too much to put into any words and color is the simplest and closest I can get.  Make it one of those computer graphics simulations. Make like a helicopter and do a fly by. Fly up right next to the cliff and look closely at the dead bodies, they are certainly dead and before you look closer the heat and terribleness of the pit makes you fly away because you cant stand it. There is no other cliff. You can’t see God because he is so far away. All you see in your third person view is that small cliff on which humanity lies dead and the pit below. There is no possible hope not because the cliff is so small or the pit so encompassing but because even if the cliff and pit were able to be overcome dead bodies certainly wouldn’t be able to even think about overcoming it. It is a dreadful scene. Then you hear the loudest thing you’ve ever heard…