So when I experience that which is
good or that which would radiate
love then I’m actually experiencing God. A hug from my kids. A kiss on the cheek and a pat on the rear end from my wife. A good meal with old friends and new ones. A student playing the piano during chapel showcasing a talent that I never knew she had. Any experience of the goodness in THIS life is an experience of God. A reflection of being made in His image.
When I see my day that way…when I seem my life that way, I begin to understand the idea of “prayer without ceasing” that I used to feel really guilty about. I experience all of life as
grace even though it doesn’t always cross my mind that way (like this morning when that lady cut me off on the way to school). It is then that I understand what Paul was talking about when he said, “in him we live, and move, and have being.”
The Roundabout Way