God is Pro-Choice


It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery. (Galatians 5:1)

Let’s hit this head on. The whole reason Jesus did the cross thing was to give us a choice. He didn’t do it to slap a different set of soul-cuffs on us. He didn’t do it to lay a freaking guilt trip on us. He didn’t even do it so he could be the new kid in Godtown. He did it for one reason and for one reason only: to give the human race back a real choice.

According to the historical script, we had a choice one time a long time back. We had the vista of possibility open before us. We weren’t yet in spiritual lock-down. For a few pristine moments, we could pick our future. It was gloriously, terrifyingly open. Our future was truly divergent, an endless electric field of potentialities. Futures.

Then we chose.

And the probability wave collapsed. The lethal became certain. All alternative paths vanished, and the one remaining trajectory confirmed our extinction. And where there is destiny there is no choice. We became slaves to the inevitable; our very forms took on the DNA of futility. We were now by nature objects of wrath, craven and empty. We could not help it. We had no choice except to choose what we were.

Then the God Man showed up. He had one job and that was to break open the future again. He had to reinstate possibility, to reinstall choice in the system. He had to disrupt the universal stasis, to reintroduce uncertainty into the governing equations. This meant that something had to happen that could not happen, something that was impossible, something so inconceivable, so devastating, that it could crack open the Godhead itself.

Then he chose.

And the universe shuddered. Discontinuities forked across the fabric of time and space; new-born impossibilities whirled and sparked like dynamos across the void. Infinite possibilities flared into being, singularities proliferated in every dimension until the whole was consumed by its own incandescent light.

For the first time since those ancient green moments in the Garden, the human race was free to choose. The terrible liberty that doomed our first parents was once again ours. We are again free to choose the path, to make the path by our act of choosing. This is what he won for us. This is why he came.

This is freedom.


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