You’ve probably seen photos or replicas of the famous fresco
painting, “The Creation of Adam,” that adorns the ceiling of the Vatican’s Sistine
Chapel in Rome. This meticulously conceived work by Michelangelo from the early
1500s is one of the iconic creations in the world of art.
Books have been written about this singular treasure. Art
critics through the centuries have been enraptured by its beauty, as well as its
profound emotional impact upon all who view it. Recently, someone drew
my attention to an intriguing detail in this scene depicted from the book of
Genesis.
One of the best-known sections of the painting represents
the hands of both God and Adam at the moment of creation. God’s right hand
appears to be reaching out in earnest, desperately seeking to touch Adam, the
first man. Adam, on the other hand (literally), seems nonchalant, his left hand
almost limp, displaying little exertion for reciprocating toward the Divine.
If a caption were written, Adam might well be saying
something like, “Oh, hi. How ya doin’?”
Perhaps in Michelangelo’s mind, Adam was just awakening,
groggily becoming aware of what was happening. So in that context, the
less-than-earnest effort displayed for reaching toward God might be
understandable. But it occurs to me that this must be how God views how we
feebly approach Him at times.
If you’re a parent, you remember how eagerly we’ve been greeted
by our children when we returned home from work or an errand. “Mommy, Mommy!”
or “Daddy, Daddy!” they scream with delight, running toward us for a welcoming
embrace. By the time they’re teenagers, however, that enthusiasm is usually
gone. We walk into the room and all we get is a shrug or “Hey,” while
they stay focused on the text they’re sending, a game on their tablet, or
the TV show they’re watching.
Sometimes we’re the same as believers. Early in our walk
with God, we’re all “Daddy, Daddy!” – or “Abba, Abba!” to use the correct
biblical term. But as months and years in our spiritual journey wind along, our
excited greetings degenerate into a casual wave. The effort to get ready to
attend a worship service starts seeming like too much trouble. Even though we
know it would be good to devote some quality time each day to prayer and
studying the Bible, it seems there’s always something more urgent to address.
That’s why I often try to remind myself that unlike Adam’s
depiction in Michelangelo’s masterpiece, I need to pursue the Lord as eagerly
as He has pursued me. “O God, you are my
God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a
dry and weary land where there is no water” (Psalm 63:1).
More and more it seems we’re living in a similarly “dry and
weary land” where fervent faith isn’t “cool.” But that doesn’t mean it’s not
important and shouldn’t be cultivated. Do we thirst and long for God, as the
psalmist writes?
Taking a lackadaisical attitude toward our relationship with
God, fired up only by the furnace of crisis and then soon cooled afterward,
runs the risk of becoming like the church of Laodicea, described in the book of
Revelation: “I know your deeds, that you
are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! Because you
are neither hot nor cold – I am about to spit you out of my mouth” (Revelation
3:15-16).
In other words, if the idea of spending time with God no
longer lights your fire, check to see if your wood is wet!
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