The Purpose of Flight

There's nothing better than finding that one word, that perfect word that was meant to describe what you're feeling or thinking. Sometimes you need that one word to make sense of a whole journey; a series of flights...sometimes you don't. This blog is for those times that I do.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Every Thought Captive

What would it be like to think with every thought, every sensation, every tick of the clock of God's involvement in it? This morning I was a "good" Christian and bowed my head before eating my bowl full of Raisin Bran. Before I even completed the "Amen" I found my spoon in my mouth and my teeth crunching. My mind had already checked off prayer and gone on to the next thing. After profuse repentance I began to wonder, what if my senses were trained to be reminders for things like this? What if, with every bite of breakfast, I was reminded of how God's plan was involved? From the flavor of the cereal, to the way my tongue and brain were made to register it, to how it nourishes my body, and how God provided for it to be in a blue bowl purchased from Target to be set on a free table provided by a friend? I think my eyes would tear up, my gratefulness would overflow, and my brain would explode. 

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