Though we recognize the many challenges of our polarized society, and though we recognize the many difficulties of defining the answers, we must not cease from trying to do our part. To not cease from offering the help of an almighty God. To not cease from offering hope. For in that place, healing can be there. In that place, change can be there. What we call revival can be there. Our unredeemed cities can be there. And our troubled nation can be there.
Though now widely accepted by many scholars to not being authored by Athanasius of Alexandria at all, nor even originally a creed, I quote one portion of the attributed Athanasian Creed: "The Father incomprehensible, the Son incomprehensible, and the Holy Ghost incomprehensible...As also there are not three incomprehensibles...but one incomprehensible."
Incomprehensible, of course, means NOT comprehensible or intelligible; UNABLE TO BE UNDERSTOOD.
Scholarship places the probable date of writing in the 5th century A.D., long after the New Testament canon was settled.
Yet we learn in John 17:3 that, "This is life eternal, that they might know thee, the ONLY TRUE GOD (emphasis mine), and (Greek conjunction 'kai', which also means and could have been translated 'even') Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent." Jesus Christ was sent into the world the same way John the Baptist was sent into the world (John 1:6), which does NOT lessen the Deity that was in him that existed before the foundation of the world, before time began, in the mind and plan of God ("the glory which I had with thee before the world was" - John 17:5), as the Word (John 1:1).
We do not have to 'gargle in Greek' to understand who Jesus Christ really is.
I am your Father and hallowed is my name,
My church is wearing blinders, like this is just a game.
I am Holy and Reverend,
I am the First and the Last,
I control your today, tomorrow and your past.
I am the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords,
Take off the blinders and see my Words.
Your apathetic, sanctimonious life
is leading you to nothing but strife.
You come to church on Sunday and in the middle of the week;
Yet my Word you never read and my Face you never seek.
Just going to church doesn’t mean a thing,
Getting dressed, showing face, standing up to sing,
clapping your hands and giving offering.
Even saying “Amen” is not enough as you suppose
It will not open up the gates of heaven in the end
That’s not enough as you might think,
for the Spirit of God you must drink
My church as a whole has grown cold, deaf, and blind
I am no longer consumed in your hearts, souls and minds
My Spirit is quenched time after time, yet in times of trouble you ask for my miracles divine
A mockery of my Word is all you make,
The time has come and this world I must shake.
The table is set, and the feast is at hand,
I will deliver my true people and then destroy this land.
All backslidden, all cold, all dead in spirit
Thus saith the Lord - and your hearts need to hear it.
Jeshua help us.