The quotidian

November 16th, 2009

Using a recent journal entry as a post today:

I was reading the testimonies of the Three and Eight Witnesses on Thursday and started thinking about that place where earth and heaven intersect. I was thinking about how it bugs me sometimes that God seems to choose such prosaic ways of accomplishing His work – that I want the plates to be carried around in a shining silver box in some kind of constantly illuminated celestial carriage, instead of shoved in a sack and buried under a hearthstone. I want everything related to God’s work to be obviously imbued with the celestial. But what occurred to me as I read is that maybe God’s work is imbued with the celestial – that I need to learn to see the divine in things that seem humdrum and everyday, because really nothing in this world is humdrum or everyday – and neither are people.

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