How I love to study, reflect, and inquire spiritual concepts and ideals. I love to sit on the floor, surrounded by my thesaurus, my Vine's, my books, my concordance, and search... Those of you who really know me, know that i am intensely interested in this sort of reflection. BUT - - why, oh, why do I make spiritual things so complicated?
At what point in my spiritual journey does faith come in? Not just blind, "please lead me b/c you know better" foolishness, but faith... Spiritual concepts can be whirled around and about until you are spinning like a Rumi dancer, but in the midst of this, there is/must be a point of release... A point where I release the need to "fully" grasp the divine, and allow myself to be carried by it. (selah or pause and think about this... let it roll around on the inside of you... "and allow myself to be carried by it."
These ponderings may seem a cop-out - but, to me, I sense a trust in the journey, in the on-goingness of faith... (if there is such a word). The unfolding of spirituality and faith is a process, taking a lifetime of study, devotion and intent... And then suddenly, when one leasts expects it, an "AHA!" moment happens and we are never the same.
Thankfully and with hope...