I have had a couple of conversations today about extraordinary
moments with God. Both brought me back to places in my life where I have
been in awe and wonder, fully alive.
One of the comments that was made is that when you run across God in
the full intensity of human experience there really is no mistaking it –
but it is also a place without words. Mystics and theologians have
struggled for centuries to find adequate words to express and contain
everything we know about God – but yet the simple gift of experiencing
God out -foxes even the cleverest expression.
And that has always been true. If you meet someone who claims to have
all the answers then do not believe them. No one has all the answers
and God cannot be explained academically in fact, and i am sorry to have
to say this, academically God makes no sense at all. Theology is a good
discipline in logic and dialectic but what it has never been able to
gather into all its twists and folds is God.
Simplistic and wordy religion is popular because it seems to offer an
easy path and quick answers – but what looks like rich fruit, when
squeezed, turns to dust. Simple religion is something else – simple
trust, simple faith, because it empties all out of self and gives
everything in adoration. That is not to say it is static and unmoving.
That is not to say that it does not engage in practical action and
remedy – but that at its heart and as its fuel there is the still and
silent soul experiencing the Divine.
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