I really like writing my various thoughts on this blog, but often, including now, it doesn’t feel like I have anything to say. I want to reveal something profound, or deep, or life changing, but it all seems to be simple to me for once.
The gospel is the gospel. The faith is the faith. God is God. There’s no need for my insight. All we need is right in front of us.
It’s nice to realise that my religion doesn’t need me. I don’t need to add anything new. There is no secret ingredient.
This isn’t to say I won’t be writing again. Just that I have no need to write anything new or original.
In fact, if I were to be new or original (regarding the faith), I would only be diverging from the truth, and bringing about corruption and confusion and misery. On the other hand, if I merely stick with the faith, I may end up being swept up in the eternal newness of the Beauty Ever Ancient, Ever New. Like every sunrise, breaking out as though it were its first time. Or every blossoming flower in every new spring. Or every newborn’s first cry.
The gospel is simple. Don’t overthink it. Just listen to it, live it, and let it transform you.
God bless you!