Curious Christian

Feeling down and drained this morning, I drove out to Lake Parramatta for some walking and reflection. It takes about an hour to do a circuit of the lake through the surrounding bushland and its an oasis of peace in an otherwise busy city. It’s becoming one of my favourite spots for a bit of God space.

Among the many things which percolated to the surface, one I will share is a metaphor for spiritual growth. God reminded me that, whatever else we might get hung up about, however alienated we may feel by the establishment, we need to focus on the Word and the Breath that binds us and our modernist siblings to one another. Just as a strong tree has deep roots and broad leaves, to draw up nutrients and receive sunlight, we need to dig deep into the nutrient rich soil of the Word and broaden our arms to receive the Breath and Light of the Living One. Christians may be divided by language and cultural perspective but we are binded by the love through Christ. I need reminding of that, as I suspect do we all. “Remembering” is an ancient tradition of the Christian community. We need to dig deep into sacred memory that we all share and remember that which binds us together.