Choosing to Believe
As I walked around our base in the early hours of the day the stars hanging above me overwhelmed my thoughts. Looking at them one sees such splendor and complexity that I honestly cannot reside my mind to believe in nothing. Once, for about four months, I chose to not care. Agnostic is the lovely word people give it. I call it stupid, willing ignorance.
But last night...man, those stars, the dirt beneath me, the wind, and the uncontrolable need to believe in something...I don't think telling these things to people will convince them to believe. But thats not the point, is it? Telling people about Jesus should be like telling others of our lover, a rescuer, a friend. Am I too far off? I don't think so. God, I can't believe how mechanically I use to see this thing. But God is really like poetry, I think. He is deep, has much splendor, and...we often confuse him with something else. But thats how all our relationships go, right? I mean, I've known Whitney for nearly two years now, one year with us actually being close friends. But I still learn things about her. I imagine after a while we can learn so much of one another that it seems we know them through and through. With Jesus it has to be different, doesn't it? We don't have a normal relationship with him. Its mystical, deep, unearthly, and unexplainable. Can't we conclude that most of our assumptions about him can be wrong? Most likely...I think.
Everyone should read Donald Miller's books. I recommend Blue Like Jazz first. I do think, however, it can rock some people's faith. But if we are not building our faith on who Jesus really is, then let it be rocked.
Oh, and buy Half-Handed Cloud's album "Thy is a Word & A Lamp For Our Feet"
But last night...man, those stars, the dirt beneath me, the wind, and the uncontrolable need to believe in something...I don't think telling these things to people will convince them to believe. But thats not the point, is it? Telling people about Jesus should be like telling others of our lover, a rescuer, a friend. Am I too far off? I don't think so. God, I can't believe how mechanically I use to see this thing. But God is really like poetry, I think. He is deep, has much splendor, and...we often confuse him with something else. But thats how all our relationships go, right? I mean, I've known Whitney for nearly two years now, one year with us actually being close friends. But I still learn things about her. I imagine after a while we can learn so much of one another that it seems we know them through and through. With Jesus it has to be different, doesn't it? We don't have a normal relationship with him. Its mystical, deep, unearthly, and unexplainable. Can't we conclude that most of our assumptions about him can be wrong? Most likely...I think.
Everyone should read Donald Miller's books. I recommend Blue Like Jazz first. I do think, however, it can rock some people's faith. But if we are not building our faith on who Jesus really is, then let it be rocked.
Oh, and buy Half-Handed Cloud's album "Thy is a Word & A Lamp For Our Feet"