Abram traveled to Bethel - "where his tent had been earlier, and where he had first built an altar."
Sometimes when we try to "move on", we end up coming back. I'd like to believe that my life is directional - that I'm moving forward and that I'm constantly growing and all things new are waiting ahead of me. But that doesn't seem to be the case. My life seems to spiral, or wander. I'm always growing and changing, sure, but I seem to double back about as often as I move forward.
But the holy places in my life are different each time I visit them. Some of my big personal holy places are drastically different when I return to them - because I return so seldom that I bring a different me and a different faith. But some of my little holy places change, too. I may sit in the same sanctuary each Sunday - often in the same pew with the same people - but there is always something new at the altar. I always have something different to say, something important to hear, some lesson to learn or relearn, some new source of praise and thanksgiving.
As a side note, we're off on vacation tomorrow, and I will be living without consistent access to the internet for the next week. I look forward to reading what you've all posted when I get back.
Friday, April 16, 2010
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We'll miss your early-morning posts. You really do contribute a lot to this community.
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