What’s going on y’all? I feel like it has been a few days since my last blog post. Been trying to work through a few things in my personal life, as is no better time to work on yourself when most other people aren’t distractions. I feel like faith and our walk with God is one of those things that due to quarantines and social distancing people are probably praying a bit more than is normal for them.
I will say that there are times throughout the year that I try to make it into a church service. Easter or Resurrection day depending on your leanings. Along with Christmas where there’s this sense of….sacred peace perhaps. Now? We’re forced to distance ourselves from what may have been tradition for some. For me? I’m not exactly what would pass for the “ideal” Christian. There’s a little bit of backstory but suffice it to say that I’ve not been inside an actual church in probably over four years.
That’s not to say I think church is a problem or that I think I’d be incinerated upon walking in the doors. Though I will say that it’s my belief and my experience that everyone grows with God in THEIR OWN TIME. Too often I’ve seen people talking about praying in the spirit, or being led by the spirit.
Problem with being led by ANY spirit is that I’ve over years seen people be led by spirits. Ego, pride and so forth. Interestingly that is why Rapha Yada is so important. Rapha to release, to let go, to become unburdened. Yada and KNOW. Essentially the command be still and know? It’s more from my viewpoint about letting go and being able to be led.
Now I’m not saying I’m any better than any of the Christian young men and women I’ve made friends with and spent time around. To be honest it took me about as many years away from churches to come to these realizations. I believe that the more broken we are the more open we are to allowing God to work. There’s a reason lines like sweetly broken, holy surrender are littered about in modern worship.
I guess my heart and soul are a lil’ more….vintage if we’re looking for descriptive words. Give me a muddy river bank walk on Sunday, old school hymns and potluck lunches with family or friends. As it stands I still feel incredibly blessed to have the relationship with God that I do. For now with Resurrection Day/ Easter I’d like to share an old school hymn that’s been one of my favorite hymns for over twenty years.
Holy Water, Burning Man 