“Like when you sit in front of a fire in winter — you are just there in front of the fire. You don’t have to be smart or anything. The fire warms you.” Desmond Tutu, South African clergy, on being filled with God’s love
It was one of those exchanges of comments that reminds bloggers that people they have never actually met would make excellent friends were they anywhere near. The last thing I wrote was something like, “I can’t imagine what I would do without God in my life.”
The words bugged me all weekend. And, into the next week.
I have lived long enough to know that, while the sentiment
is valid, “God in my life” can mean anything, or absolutely nothing.
It’s true. It’s entirely possible to say all the churchy words, sing all the churchy songs…
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