Raphe God

Adam Copeland asks the question, "What is your favorite descriptor of God" in his blog today. That's easy for me: Raphe God.

God is my healer. He makes me whole. He heals my wounded soul. Just like a caring doctor performs careful surgery on a broken leg, or like a mother kisses away the hurt of a scraped knee; Raphe God puts his balm of grace on my sins, kisses my heart and pulls my head to his chest. I can sometimes almost hear His breath, the Breath of Life, and His heart, the very heart whose image my own heart mirrors.

See, when Raphe God heals, he doesn't just fix the sickness and send you the bill. No, He makes house calls. He heals you, comforts you, makes you whole. If you let Him, He'll heal you and even change your magnetic pole so that you no longer repel from Him, but you'll be attracted to Him.

He bridges the chasm created by sin. He stands on his front porch and paces while he waits and watches for you to cross over that Messiah-bridge. And when He sees you coming, he runs to you. He sprints. And then He wraps you up in his arms and lets the healing begin.

At least, that's how it works in my mind. That's my visual image of Raphe God, the Great Healer.


By the way, my favorite descriptor of Jesus has recently become "The Lion of Judah". I'm sure this is heavily influenced by C.S. Lewis' "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" which I read a month or so ago, but I like to think of Christ like a Lion. He's the King of the jungle. He's the leader. When Jesus, the Lion, strolls by, or roars, or tenses his shoulder blade muscles, his subjects should take notice.