As a young boy, one of my favorite games was Kick the Can (a form of Hide and Seek). I'm wondering if Bobby, Jill, Leonard, Sharon, or John, might remember how we might gather just anywhere in Sinclair and play this favorite childhood game that offered the entire neighborhood a hiding place. The familiar call "Where are you?" echoed down the streets as the seeker looked far and wide after the one being sought, shouted back, “kick the can.” The goal being; the found running faster than the seeking to the location of the can to "kick" it.
I was reminded of that old game, awhile back, when I realized a person was playing a cosmic game of hide and seek in their search for God. My realization came because I have experience in playing the same game on occasion. As well as, loosing count (as if I ever kept a count) of those asking me the question: "Where is God?" I probably would have become hot and bothered by the question if I had not discovered the same question being echoed throughout the ages as human beings have sought God in a vast universe often filled with inexplicable mystery.
This is no trivial game. O' yes and there is an interesting little booklet I read some time ago by Dr. Paul K. Moser, when "working" with the issue of death and dying," Why Isn't God More Obvious: Finding the God who Hides and Seeks, where I discovered; that atheist Bertrand Russell was once asked what he would say if after death he met God, to which he replied: "God, you gave us insufficient evidence." While those who have found God quite evident would scoff loudly at Russell's impudence, it is helpful to remember that theists often wrestle with a similar struggle. Many of the biblical writers themselves have depicted God as hidden. For example; the Psalmist: "Why do you stand afar off, O Lord? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?" in Psalms 10:1. Indeed, the psalmist accuses God of being "asleep" to his plaintive cries: "Arouse, yourself, why do you sleep, O Lord? Awake, and do not reject us forever. Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?" Even blameless Job wondered aloud if in fact God viewed him as the enemy: "Why do you hide your face and consider me the enemy?" in Job 13:24. And from the place of his deepest suffering, Jesus Himself cried out using the words of the poets of Israel, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
Clearly, the hiddenness of God is problematic for theists and atheists alike. Indeed, the belief in a God who can be easily found, and who has acted in time and space, makes the experience of God's hiddenness all the more poignant and perplexing for me.
"Where are you?" serves as one of the central questions in an five or six year old film The Tree of Life. Recipient of the highest prize awarded at the 2011 Cannes Film Festival, (rental: Netflex) the film explores the paradoxical experience of both God's astounding presence and God's apparent absence. The questions concerning God's whereabouts are posed by an adult man in the throes of a life-crisis resulting from family tragedy. Through a series of cinematic visions, the man reflects back on his life as his question "Where are you?" sounds a thematic refrain when tragic events ensue. It is this question that takes the man on a search for God, not only through recalling the events of his childhood in a small Texas town, but also as he contemplates the grandeur of the cosmos at the dawn of creation.
As the film begins, we hear the voice of this man's mother extolling a life of grace, as opposed to a life lived according to nature, for the self alone. To the oft-repeated question, "Where are you?" the film suggests God's presence in this life of grace. The life that is grace-filled lives for others, revels in the beauty and wonder of the created world, and extends a gracious forgiveness toward others. It is this grace-filled life that the now adult Jack remembers as a clue to God's whereabouts. The gracious way in which his mother lived, and the way his younger brother extended forgiveness to the young Jack after he viciously shot him in the hand with a pellet gun provide the first hints for God's hiding place. Jack recalls, "Brother, mother, it was they who led me to your door." In these grace-filled human encounters, the doorway is opened to God's dwelling place.
This gracious way is set in contrast to the way of nature, which competes and wrestles for control of Jack. The way of nature seeks to make its way in the world forcefully; its acquisitive nature clawing after worldly success, fortune, and power. It is a battle waged within every human being, and the film suggests that it is a path that leads one away from God; it is the way that hides us from God's grace and God's presence.
I like a game like kick the can that is not one-sided. I see it in the film as it opens with a quotation from the book of Job: "Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth...when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?" Standing at Lake Marie, on the Snowy Range, last Sunday, my brother-in-law, Paul, exclaimed the same cinematic kaleidoscope of those foundations—from a one-celled organism to the galaxies beyond invites the viewer to see the gracious hand of God touching all that makes up the universe. In the film's story, from the dawn of time to, by contrast, this seemingly insignificant family living in 1950's Waco, Texas, the film shimmers with God's presence. I see the film suggesting that I often fail to accept the invitation as I succumb to the way of nature—a way that reduces my vision only to self-interest.
Father, God how I thank You for Your glorious grace that continuously surrounds me. Sometimes it’s abundantly obvious, other times sometimes subtle, but always It’s gracious presence is beckoning beckons to me in this world and in my relationships with every person I know intimately and those of acquaintance. I recognize You have always sought me, even when I wrestle with my propensity to hide. Always You have sought for me—I who play hide and seek—from the very foundation of the world. Amen
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