"Tuning In....................................."

After Beth left this morning to drive the granddaughter out to school, I turned the channel on the TV to some soft instrumental music and then settled back in my recliner for a few minutes just to relax. It had nothing to do with being tired. It had nothing to do with being old; although, it is true that in my younger years my thinking process was usually accomplished with my body in motion. There’s also something to be said, I suppose, for the idea that mileage, hopefully, equips us with a bit more wisdom in the event, the distance covered having taught us a thing or two along the way. It seems to me that the majority of us, for the most part, go through life on a circular treadmill, our existence a routine we wear like a second skin, comfortable in some places, itchy elsewhere, but its own reality all we can see to define as reality. It’s just part of the human condition. We speak of God, but we take little opportunity to stop and attempt to connect. We pray, but our petitions are merely words directed heavenward much like those astronomers who probe the universe searching for sign of intelligence out there somewhere. We call it “faith”, as if believing in an image that we, ourselves, have mentally put together is a merit badge of some sort. Christ, however, is an inner well, a tangible point a bit deeper than that noisy clutter occupying the attic. The Bible speaks of it as “rest”. Assurance, strength, peace, much can be found there if we would only “shut down” but a moment and listen……