Trying to understand God... now that's a foolish endeavor... a little like trying to capture quicksilver between your fingers. I remember when I was small, the dentist would pour a drop of mercury into my palm and I would watch it roll around in a little ball. If I tried to pick it up, it would disintegrate into a smear of nothingness. I was never content to just let it roll, I had to keep trying to pick it up. And so it is with this continual desire to pick God up and see exactly what He/She's made of.
It's probably one of the cosmic jokes... that we (as a species) keep trying to apply intellect to a puzzle that only requires heart to solve. A puzzle that requires centering and stillness and an openness to let all the illusions of the physical plane just disappear. How many times have I been shown that letting something go is the only way to go? A zillion? Probably. Still... I'll try to pick this up just one more time...
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Perfect analogy!!
I'm with you on that one, CJ. It's so funny how you hear Him most when you're NOT thinking about Him but it's like a scab...you just gotta keep picking at it!
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