Hey, mr./ms. theologian,
regardless what you've been told
it's okay to stand speechless, in awe.
it's okay if you can't capture every intricacy & complexity of His infiniteness.
it's okay if you can't see past the horizon of His timelessness.
it's like trying to empty the ocean with a tin cup.
good luck.
take your head out of the books and go gaze at the sunrise.
go stand before the Grand Canyon and let your heart rise in praise.
between you and God, your lack of words
say much more
than your carefully crafted doctrinal statements.
I often wonder how Thomas felt when he realized the One who breathes
stars to life
stood before him?
I'm sure he wasn't pondering propitiation or predestination.
every fiber of his being was collectively composing a divine chorus
too complex for words,
a pleasing fragrance of sweet incense,
like birds floating on the thermal updrafts of his heart.
this is our reality:
two-thirds of the world's Christian population will never have access
to that systematic theology.
I don't condone the abandonment of intellectualism,
but we can't allow it to paralyze our hearts.
let's pursue Christ as He intended from the start:
all your heart
all your soul
all your strength
and with
all your mind
and love your neighbor
as yourself.
so, forgive me for the blunt asking, but:
is your heart and soul pursuing Christ with the
same intensity
as your brain?
regardless what you've been told
it's okay to stand speechless, in awe.
it's okay if you can't capture every intricacy & complexity of His infiniteness.
it's okay if you can't see past the horizon of His timelessness.
it's like trying to empty the ocean with a tin cup.
good luck.
take your head out of the books and go gaze at the sunrise.
go stand before the Grand Canyon and let your heart rise in praise.
between you and God, your lack of words
say much more
than your carefully crafted doctrinal statements.
I often wonder how Thomas felt when he realized the One who breathes
stars to life
stood before him?
I'm sure he wasn't pondering propitiation or predestination.
every fiber of his being was collectively composing a divine chorus
too complex for words,
a pleasing fragrance of sweet incense,
like birds floating on the thermal updrafts of his heart.
this is our reality:
two-thirds of the world's Christian population will never have access
to that systematic theology.
I don't condone the abandonment of intellectualism,
but we can't allow it to paralyze our hearts.
let's pursue Christ as He intended from the start:
all your heart
all your soul
all your strength
and with
all your mind
and love your neighbor
as yourself.
so, forgive me for the blunt asking, but:
is your heart and soul pursuing Christ with the
same intensity
as your brain?
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