Every Christian has become victim to the “spiritual high.”
And though incredible movements of His love through the body of Christ can be so enriching to our soul (ex. Conferences, Summer Camps, Weekend Retreats)
And though they are completely beautiful and for the time so fulfilling…
And though their intentions are long-term,
their results tend to be short term due to…
their results tend to be short term due to…
Due to…
Due to what?
We’ve all asked this question.
We just choose whether or not to answer to it.
It’s saddening, but we turn the rush of the Holy Spirit into a drug. Letting it wear off, slowly seeping out of our system until we are empty enough to crave it again. And, slowly we submit to the former life we walked through the doors of that event with.
And, yes, we call these moments, weeks or weekends little “glimpses of heaven,” but can we not see that every day? Or at least put it in our pocket, without forgetting it’s there and throwing it in the washer to be tossed around until we stumble upon it later?
So, my point is, or rather... my question is... are we just layering our faith? Are we just recoating paint after the same “revelations,” “camp highs,” and “moments of closeness” each time we decide to let him in?
Paint chips.
In fact, haven't you noticed?
The more layers you put on,
The more layers you put on,
the paint becomes weaker,
prone to chip.
What’s missing?
I believe its God Himself; I believe it’s the Holy Spirit.
We believe that the Spirit of God is only where we are singing, dancing and listening to music that we think we will sing in heaven.
Or, maybe I shouldn't say that we believe this.
We are more convinced of this…
Gradually, we are fooled, tricked, lied to...
We don’t mean it, we don't intend on watching the paint flake off our walls...
But when we leave, we are simply influenced by a countless amount of things other than His Spirit…
We have become convinced that we need the loud music and the masses.
Or, maybe I shouldn't say that we believe this.
We are more convinced of this…
Gradually, we are fooled, tricked, lied to...
We don’t mean it, we don't intend on watching the paint flake off our walls...
But when we leave, we are simply influenced by a countless amount of things other than His Spirit…
We have become convinced that we need the loud music and the masses.
But what about the God that has a still, small voice, and is not impressed by crowds?
That’s our God: the one and only true God.
That’s our God: the one and only true God.
I think we need a thick, everlasting, coat of paint.
One that sticks.
One that’s weather resistant.
We need it to be something other than what we have relied on before….
We need the Holy Spirit.
Thank You.
“…for God gives the Spirit without limit.” John 3:34
a beautiful and truthful post. proud of you!
ReplyDeletelove the metaphor! Glad you showed me your blog-this is good stuff :)
ReplyDeleteSandblast anyone? Haha word. Interesting analogy. And it's so true.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to take that feeling and hold onto it and keep it going as strong as it was then. I think of it as a fire. At those retreats and what not we get gasolined up, but it's up to us to continue applying wood to the fire to keep it burning and not fizzle down to coals waiting for the next spark.
And everyday is just part of that everlasting quest to find that spiritual coat of paint and make the necessary tweaks to it so we can be closer to Him.
You're killing me right now on the blogging tip. First post of the YEAR was today. Gotta catch up haha ; )