In the words of Annie Dillard: Does anyone have the foggiest idea what sort of power we so blithely invoke? … It is madness to wear ladies’ straw hats and velvet hats to church; we should all be wearing crash helmets. Ushers should issue life preservers and signal flares; they should lash us to our pews. For the sleeping god may wake someday and take offense, or the waking god may draw us out to where we can never return.” May this be a great, unending, transforming adventure and may it begin with each one of us.
I know that it is not about finding God on the mountain top, or in the Temple...that it is worshipping God in Spirit and Truth. But have we lost the joy, the sense of expectation, and anticipation of finding, and experiencing God in our lives. I know God is not hidden from us, but I remember the excitement as a child of my Dad hiding and surprising me unexpectedly. It was always in the back of my mind, the anticipation of Dad suddenly appearing out of nowhere. How many times does God show up, surprising his children...and we miss it all together because we expect nothing, and anticipate nothing.