I find myself practising a brand of spirituality that is different from what I used to in the past.
I used to be real caught up, rapturously into worship and into the Holy of Holies with him. I still worship him, but less in that way now.
I play the guitar less, I talk to him less, I seldom see the angels now, and I can sleep now at night without talking very much to him.
Today I find myself down-to-earth. I see remnants of Christ-likeness in the things I do in daily life. And its less immersion, more action. I remind myself of Jiaying who said this once, that she loved God through loving his people, and that one-ness with God was to her, like that.
Perhaps that's me now.
Somehow it feels distant. I feel like intimacy in my life is gone.
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