I am God’s servant, but I am now God’s unshackled servant, given the pass that allows me to roam in all of His glorious universe. NOW I can truly discover what it’s all about, leaving nothing out, sifting through the garbage whilst drinking the champaign.
Sir Don McCullin’s work is so arresting that it falls into the category of “once you see it, you cannot unsee it”.
I passionately believe there are potential “Jedi [sic]” among us, metaphorically speaking. People who are naturally connected to God for inexplicable reasons, meaning it is not manifest because they practice any particular religion.
The reality of it was the brutality of hardships, uncertainty and emotional toil. It still rained on them. It still got cold outside. They still got hungry and infections and all kinds of dangers and ailments. But they kept going anyway.
Have you ever broken someone’s trust? Has your own trust been broken?
So, I thought to myself, is he a genuine spiritual person? Just because he is a Scientologist does that negate his spiritual self? Is he simply misplaced in that religious order? Or worse, is he the enemy?
The subject of sex, not what sex you are, but the act of sex, is one of the most, if not the most, contentious subjects in Christian Faith and philosophy.
Would I unravel in the same way in the absence of God? Do I love God in that same profound heart-pounding way? Think about it. Isn’t it the same? Shouldn’t we experience the love of God on that deep primal level, even more so?
We forget and live our lives as if it is only one day for chocolate bunnies and lamb for dinner. These are cultural norms, but it is not the true celebration, the one that should be inside each of us as we give our thanks to our God through Christ in the quiet spaces of our souls.
It is understandable that people need God right now. They’re seeking refuge in his houses of worship and in the people, who offer hope. But there is a far greater lesson, ‘He is already there with you.’