Helen asks about the dilemma of knowing who we are, our true self. "To what extent is 'myself' the 'me' made in the image of God and to what extent is it the human, fallen, sinful 'me' ?
Perhaps the beginnings of the answer are in the recognition that as human beings we are self-contradictory, our place in the world ambiguous, our moral capacities ambivalent, our lives lived under shadow of judgement yet looking hopefully for light. There is a Romans 7 dilemma we all recognise whether that tortured passage of Romans 7.14-25 refers to Paul's experience, or ours, before or after conversion. Who is this radically uncertain "I" who does what I don't want to do, and who is helpless to do the good I both must and want to do? Why can't I do what I must, be what I am called to be?
Three brief quotations sharpen our dilemma because they each say something true about that mysterious mixture of feeling and knowing, wanting and longing, of conscience and wilfulness, of flesh and soul, mind and spirit, that is this person called me. And the truths don't seem to fit – except in a theology of creation and redemption, of justification and sanctification, of judgement and mercy, and of life through death as the self-giving love of God whose creative purposes persist in pursuing at infinite personal cost, the goal of a redeemed, renewed and reconciled creation.
you knit me together in my
mother's womb.
I praise you
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Surely I was sinful at birth,
sinful from the time my mother
conceived me.
“This is my dilemma: I am dust and ashes; frail, wayward, a
set of predetermined behavioral responses, riddled with fears, beset with
needs, the quintessence of dust, and unto dust I shall return. But there is
something else in me. Dust I may be, but troubled dust. Dust that dreams. Dust
that has strange premonitions of transfiguration, of a glory in store, a
destiny prepared, an inheritance that will one day be my own…So my life is
stretched out in a painful dialectic between ashes and glory, between weakness
and transfiguration. I am a riddle to myself, an exasperation enigma…this
strange duality of dust and glory.”
(Richard Holloway – but I can't find the reference – anybody help to pin this down?)
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