Between the End and Where We Lie
Monday, January 24, 2011
So, I have started the final semester here at Bryan. Crazy!
It's not about the arrival
It's about the journey
So, I have started the final semester here at Bryan. Crazy!
Last night it was late and I was tired. My room was empty. The house was silent. It was the perfect situation for me to curl up in my bed and peacefully drift into my dreams. Only, that's not what happened. Instead, I sat in my bed in the dark and started speaking to God... out loud. One would think this isn't strange. I mean, come on, as someone who attends a Christian school, works as a leader in a youth group, and grew up in the ministry I pray aloud all the time. This time was different. It is the first time I've actually spoken aloud to God when no one else was listening. Suddenly the facade was gone. It was just me and God. I even remember saying "God, this feels so awkward and I don't understand why. It shouldn't be that way. My relationship with you should be better than this." In the middle of that prayer I realized that my relationship was in a dangerous place. I had stopped actually communicating with God. My prayers were just formalities. My inward private prayers were not much different from the constant inward dialogue that runs inside my head. My outward prayers in front of others was just another performance. I experienced last night what it really means to have a real conversation with God and it was great.
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