Do you ever feel as though you’re on a spiritual journey? In my case it seems like up the river without a paddle, since I don’t really have a spiritual advisor, and need one.
I look at people who have that glow, that inner light, and they are at peace with themselves, the world, the future, everything. I want that.
Where to go, what to do. I don’t know. If you do, clue me in.
I was raised in the Church of Christ, which is very fundamental and at the time was rather strict. I don’t know what it’s like now. If I left that experience with nothing more than a belief in God, which I have, then that should be a good beginning, a basis for this journey, the path to which I find elusive.
When I read the Bible I get confused, kind of like Bart Simpson in one of the more irreverent TV episodes — “Loving God, angry God, loving God, angry God.” It’s a dilemma.
I’ve been able to pretty much chuck the Old Testament and concentrate on the words of Jesus in the New Testament. The Jefferson Bible approach to Christianity, I guess it is.
I pray, and try to just say prayers for forgiveness and of gratitude, although a petition does end up in there occasionally.
The Holy Spirit may be what is lacking in my life. When I do wrong, I feel guilty. If I hurt someone, I feel guilty. If I’m misunderstood, I feel guilty. You get the picture.
I’ve always thought of the Holy Spirit as my conscience, my convictor, the one who lets me know when I’ve strayed. But there has to be more to it, doesn’t there?
I’m missing that inner glow. The peace that passeth understanding, as the Good Book says. I see it and I want it. But how do I get from here to there?
So here’s step one of the journey. I’ve written it down. Hopefully this will help me begin to get answers to questions I already thought were answered.
Here we go.