It feels too personal to share.
It was amazing for me, something that has rarely happened in my life. It was spiritual and intimate and left me with an overwhelming sense of peace. I doubt that anyone in the room with me realized how deeply I was moved by the occasion. They have no idea that they are part of the reason it touched me the way it did. This is the first time I've been involved with a "church family" that actually felt like family. The things that were said in the humble chapel were real. Nothing was a smoke screen, nothing was done for appearances. All of my other religious experiences have been theatrical productions (or side shows, depending on your point of view.) To experience something authentic was amazing and humbling and awe inspiring. I felt closer to everyone in that room and withdrawn into myself, into a very personal space all at the same time.
Yes, this is vague. But now you know. Something happened. It was beautiful. And maybe, just maybe, it's one more step in the melting of a cynic's heart.
I'll leave you with a song:
"Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart"
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