In his book, Turn My Mourning into Dancing, Henri Nouwen tells a “fairy tale” about a lonely man who lives in a big city and eats in the same restaurant every night. One day a rose appears on his usual table, and after that the man is comforted by the rose’s presence each evening. After several weeks, however, the man dares to touch the rose and discovers that it is plastic. He becomes angry, depressed, and lonelier than before. Then Nouwen writes this:
We are not made to love immortal things. Only what is irreplaceable, unique, and mortal can touch our deepest human sensitivities and be a source of hope and consolation. God only became lovable when he became mortal.
Woah. That is quite a statement! Is Nouwen suggesting it was impossible to love God before the Incarnation? That the Old Testament, pre-Jesus command to Love the LORD your God with all your heart, soul, strength, and mind was an impossible ideal?
Just read this and had to post it. What do you think? Discuss!