CLOTHED
What truly clothes your soul? Is it the spun gold of the Holy Spirit's loom or some other fabric?
Funny, but the text book scriptural answer might be the right one, but it isn't if you don't mean it. Which to often is more a case I think of simply being distracted.
I really don't think most believers truly try to avoid this aspect of faith, but it merely gets sidetrack by all the cares of this life. We don't mean it to be that way, but the bills do have to be paid.
Now some people try to balance it by putting their spiritual into a cubicle where we step inside on Sunday morning. We can still hear the sounds of the week in our head, but still try to silence them with prayer and song.
Maybe for a few minutes we do actually succeed. And we cross over to the plain of light where for a short period of time the world is forgotten.
Now if we become skilled enough then we can move on to the level where this becomes easier to do. Only like with all things, it doesn't last forever in this life.
For me I have come to appreciate how in reality this time is not restricted to Sundays. How God can visit us in so many other places and times.
But it is so easy to miss them. To be so caught up in the moment we don't listen. That nudge inside just gets ignored.
Which never ends up as a blessing. It always is a time of worship and fellowship lost for simple reasons, we are mortal.
The Lord does understand our weaknesses in that regard. But it is sad that it deprives of times just a meaningful and intense as what might happen in the pews.
Only the problem is often how we lose what might be a true gold for our soul. A chance to savor what really is precious and builds our faith.
How easy it is to miss though. Just a time when God uses a whisper instead of a thunderbolt.
But the joy comes when we find these moments and don't lose them. When we truly are able to savor what is not seen.
If this comes from the Lord and we find it, then we prosper in the things that count. Which can truly make us rich, regardless of how we are dressed.
I love that kind of fashion.
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