Epilogue

When God is there where I am waiting for Him, it is not God but an idol: God is the One who surprises us. Abraham sets out not knowing where his journey is going to end. Moses is disorientated by a bush which burns without being consumed.

Must we believe then, that God is so completely Other, that He is always elsewhere? That would be too easy! He is also in our heart, in its most intimate recesses. Above all He is relation, a relation which changes and effects changes, suscitates and resuscitates. He is Love, that is to say, communion. Community of persons, unity which is not fusion. The gift of self, and the gift of being able to offer oneself. Perfect reciprocity.

He retains nothing for Himself, not even His divinity " he does not claim for Himself the rank which makes Him equal to God.." (Phil. 2.6.) Hence, the real God is for man, from the time of Adam until today, the very opposite to a rival: He is his friend.

The roles are reversed as in a round of dance: the first are last and the last are first! The one who loses wins, and those who see become blind. For God becomes a child, teaching us to live like men and then dies as an outcast. In the hand to hand fight of God with man, it is God who is conquered. He is weak and vulnerable: In truth, He is mad about us!

In conclusion, I have a burning question to ask: why then is it so difficult to throw oneself into the fire of the living God?

"God alone suffices, but a solitary God will not suffice"

"God alone is sufficient, but it is not enough that God be on His own"