FOUND, BUT LOST

Sometimes the best insights in life seem to come during a bad experience or when we have some time of loss. That hardly makes such moments ones that we celebrate, merely that we have the option to learn or mourn each episode of tears.

To know the growth of one’s inner self is to find what life itself often causes to be lost when we wander some maze of expectations and imagery forced upon us by others. We go to work, we dream, sleep and do all the daily demands of life, but normally they are part of the backdrop of spiritual coma that we do without a lot of conscious effort at insight.

And one can hardly be blamed for such zombie like existence. So much of what we do often is without profit and seems to have no impact in terms of making a difference. Yet like breathing, so often it has to be done for a variety of reasons.

In some cases the solution to such situations is to set aside a special time for inspiration and allow the deeper meaning of life to fester in our soul. Some pursue this through going to a house of worship while others seek chose different methods.

Essentially this path does have merit in many cases. But one can’t always guarantee the mind and soul will be prepared by the destiny of a clock to learn and understand on cue every Sunday. That is the inherit flaw with making one’s essence obey a schedule when it comes to understanding spiritual light. Our eyes can easily be shut and half asleep for a variety of reasons including simply being human.

While I am not suggesting such methods are bad an they can bring moments of pure clarity and epiphany, they may also numb the reason by virtue of excuse to the willingness to listen to God’s spirit at other times. And that is the link to heaven that is so easy to break without being ready to feel the wind of God’s spirit caressing us when it is most important.

At the opposite end of the extreme are those who see God everywhere and think each moment is suppose to produce some profound interpretation. Trying to live as if every moment is intended to have that kind of consequence may be impressive to boast about, it just will not end up being reality.

The course I think brings us the closest to God is to be receptive to listening for his leading when he is touching our lives. That can’t be shackled by a given moment or event. It means to respect God’s sovereignty and his desire to teach us at the times when it really makes a difference.

But sadly the heart is full of the folly of ego. We don’t always enjoy listening or having our “private time” intruded upon when we have some agenda in terms of satisfying some desire. And there are times when those are the moments God wishes to touch in our lives the most.

Hopefully we will manage to stop long enough in our race to see what we need to see and then know God’s version found, but lost in a way that truly heals and inspires. And in the process find a joy from this newness in revelation that we lost on other occasions.