We have moments of great importance which we will always remember in exact detail. Examples from my lifetime are The Challenger and 9/11. I can recall where I was, what I was doing, and many of the specific circumstances of my life at the time. The rest of my moments blur together into general collages, from which I derive concepts and themes. We can “relive”, so to speak, only the impactful events.
Likewise, spiritually, I have had just a precious few moments of personal experience of God and Jesus Christ. But “personal experience” is a very weak phrase to describe it. There are things I “knew” before Christ found me. Head knowledge, book smarts, street wisdom. Stuff I read or was taught. I have always been good at reciting facts and dates. But to actually live a moment of divine grace and intervention (lol like I was really there), and truly know something because it was for real happening to me – that is something else entirely, something beyond basic knowledge or fond memory.
Matthew 11:28 the “Come to Me … and I will give you rest” verse, is what this kind of moment is, one in which I experienced unbelievable belief, the infinitely too good to be true. Can you dig it?
And I greatly desire to live every minute in this mountaintop-like-way. Sadly, though, I only seem to get close in times of extreme desperation. Rock-bottom times. I’m searching for ways to do this. What have you found?
(Unfortunately, it’s time to head to dialysis, which itself is a miracle in its own way.)