This blog has been the result of reflections, that seem both profound and inspiring when they appear, but whose wisdom is then lost, to the limitations of the memory.
Even as a child, I shared a deep connection with God. I felt a presence and was often the beneficiary of His help in challenging moments. As childhood turned to youth, and youth now turns to middle age, the connection remained but the fierce need to communicate with Him was drowned out by the demands and quick fixes of daily life.
With the knowledge of books and experiences, I was often led to question religion as we practice it.
Even as a child, I shared a deep connection with God. I felt a presence and was often the beneficiary of His help in challenging moments. As childhood turned to youth, and youth now turns to middle age, the connection remained but the fierce need to communicate with Him was drowned out by the demands and quick fixes of daily life.
With the knowledge of books and experiences, I was often led to question religion as we practice it.
Do we do what is right by God and by men?
A difficult four years has taught me that I was happiest when I was in close communion with God as a child. Through the times, when my mind challenged my behaviour, my religious practices, my attitude.....I have felt quiet wisdom guiding me. In no measure am I a role model of piety or sanctity. But that nagging voice always seems to very lucidly illuminate my mind to correct my path when I fail.
This blog captures that voice, so others may hear too.
This blog captures that voice, so others may hear too.
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