The Soul of Christianity
A French philosopher went so far as to say, “All of man’s miseries derive from not being able to sit quietly in a room alone.” Silence is one of the soul’s love languages.
When was the last time you cried or clapped for the Creator? When was the last time you gave Him a standing ovation?
Have you ever had an epiphany? A moment when heaven seemed to invade earth? A moment when eternity seemed to invade time? A moment when the presence of God was so tangible that it almost felt like a cool breeze on a hot day?
Let me try to put our visual limitation in perspective. Our visual range is the equivalent of one playing card in a stack of cards stretching halfway across the universe. In other words, we see a very thin slice of reality. And the same is true spiritually.
French writer Jacques Reda had a peculiar habit. He used to walk the streets of Paris with the intention of seeing one new thing each day. It was the way he renewed his love for the city. I think we renew our love for God the same way.
We are too easily satisfied in our study of Scripture.
We started praying that God would give us that piece of property (a crack house that would have made a great coffee house). Honestly, that is all we could do, because we didn’t have the money to buy it. So we did prayer walks around it. We laid hands on the walls. We even trespassed on the property a few times to do prayer meetings.
For better or for worse, you life is your unique translation of the Scriptures.