H,
We are just coping with what is in front of us. There is nothing here to
really exhilarate, really set the soul on fire forever. The world has nothing
for the soul wrapped up in God. Its pleasures are mostly a distraction from the
divine. We might reach the heights of its acclaim or the depths of its derision.
In both places, we face the same absurdity, the same ennui, the same “it is not
nearly enough” and the same feeling of deep loss.
The great Van Morrison sang: “When will I ever
learn to live in God?
/When will I ever learn? /He gives me everything I
need and more/ When
will I ever learn?” It is a psalm for our modern times but the
story of all time. If we buy the big premise of God, then life arranges itself
in one way. We know there is nothing else out there, no elation and no defeat,
no permanence and no rising, no pride, and no hustle higher than the purpose of
living in God’s heart.
Everything else is just coping. We are merely trying to live in spaces
not meant for us and to be in the form and shape that makes no sense for us. This
wine but not a little, this indulgence and not for good, this unnecessary
fading into the night to find the thing we already have in lower product and
with the expiry numbers up. We are coping but we really should not. The sea
inside should be thriving, bellowing, shouting in joy and learning to live in
God.