The guy in the beard (and it wasn’t white) was there because people needed a human face for God. His existence was an act of love to bring the promise of immortality to us. I don’t think the universe was made for Man, but rather, that Man was made for God. It’s a big universe, and I don’t know all that much about it, or God, so I generally assume he has other matters on His divine agenda than this little ant hill. However, purely locally, this world seems pretty much to be our sand box. We don’t seem, to me at least, to be making it all that heavenly.
However, the anthropocentric mental picture of God, even aside from the person of Jesus is a part of my faith. It is not a set of limits that God must exist within. It is an emotional reflection of the limits of my mind. It would also fail in its divinity in almost any audio/visual presentation, whether by George Burns, or Morgan Freeman. The fact is, most of the time I find the guy in the Santa Suit to be well short of the person in my mental picture.
I believe that God has the set of characteristics that I attribute to being a person. He is someone, not something. Since my entire experience with people includes human people, and no other sort, and my mind creates images that are, to me, whom I call God, then in my mind, God is a human person. (The beard is still not white, though.) However, nothing in my faith requires Him to fit into my mental image. Actually, fitting into my mental images seems very mortal, and minor. Not Godlike at all, if you follow me.
If God made me in His image, then in at least one small part, God is a fat old white guy with a long white beard. But, evidently He is also a muscular young black woman with long braids, too.
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