The Void is Not Missing

“This world is a great sculptor’s shop. We are the statues and there’s a rumor going around the shop that some of us are someday going to come to life.” 
― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

The world seems to be filled with living things.  Creatures, humans, and various life forms provide evidence that we are indeed alive.  At present, mankind continues to ask the most important question "what is truth?"  Who will answer?  Who will answer this same question that Pontius Pilate asked of our Lord.  Moreover, we learned from this exchange that he had with Jesus that the Truth and the spirit are linked together.  They are synonymous.  The trouble with the knowledge of modern man kind is that we would like to commit to one of these and merely enjoy the other as it pertains to the status of our being.  The notion that a designer of some sort exist, pertaining to our ability to enjoy this free will experience is looked upon as some trifle of selfish attribute.  Thus a creator who 'claims' such love cannot be possible due to the fact that His restrictions within the confounds of freedom is unwarranted and therefore unnecessary.  At which angle would the created be just to gain a clear perspective of the creator.  Yet, in His grace He has even given His creation a measure to understand. Yet we choose to attempt to understand the measure, while simply finding grace a distraction.  Thus, we run from Him and into the absent arms of our own understanding.

Separation from the Truth

“Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

When we lie, we separate ourselves from the truth.  Being apart from the truth, cripples our ability to sustain the onslaught of accusations that come from our enemy.  Our enemy is searching, prowling around for someone whom to devour.  May the Christian not be the victim of slaughter, but that we cling to the truth.  The truth visually is shaped in the form of love.  A love known free from darkness and a love that requires the truth and its freedom to sustain its power.  A love of lies creates a hatred from truth.  When we reflect upon the requirement placed upon the believer we should seek the Father goodness and mercy, kindness and freedom to bring forth the creation of his perspective unto the meaning of existence.

LWM

The Supper of the Heart

“Give me all of you!!! I don’t want so much of your time, so much of your talents and money, and so much of your work. I want YOU!!! ALL OF YOU!! I have not come to torment or frustrate the natural man or woman, but to KILL IT! No half measures will do. I don’t want to only prune a branch here and a branch there; rather I want the whole tree out! Hand it over to me, the whole outfit, all of your desires, all of your wants and wishes and dreams. Turn them ALL over to me, give yourself to me and I will make of you a new self---in my image. Give me yourself and in exchange I will give you Myself. My will, shall become your will. My heart, shall become your heart.” 
― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

The heart has a strange way about it.  It ponders while remaining content in its present state.  Yet when we imagine ourselves as we 'ought' to be, we can only picture ourselves the way that we are.  In doing such we generate a true state of mind which allows for the publication of doubt to rest in our bosom.  At present, we may find that our thinking is somehow measured by dreams and wishes that once had inspiration.  Instead, today those dreams and inspirations are nothing more then images blurred by eyes of shame, and sounds of guilt.  He did not create us that way.  Though, in a moment we may discover that the sight of shame, and the echoes of guilt are not just campfire stories told in the dark by one with a deep voice.  Shame and guilt may very well come to us in the form of a boogie man shaped like a ghost, with his existence dependent on the fact that a group of willingly aimless souls sitting in darkness at a campfire listening to strange stories of a shadow formed from fire that doesn't exist.  Faith comes by "hearing".  That even includes having faith in the foolish and unwise ways of an unthoughtful soul.

LWM

Another word for WORD... TIME

A Thought, in a Single Part:


Could time be considered a place?  If this were so would or could one be inclined to visit.  To visit this place one would need a location.  Yet how does one locate a place during the course of that which blends with the thing itself.  As an individual should we scale the arrangements of our view to proximate the interest of our thoughts.  The representation of this wonder may replace the theory centered on the method of some strange fortune.  Yet the word for time should never be replaced with the thought of a location.

Dr. LWM