Nature Is My Church

Nature is a magnificent sanctuary. Some of the most moving moments of my life have been those experienced all alone in the great outdoors. Surrounded by creation – no distractions, no social obligations (proper attire, standard small talk, conventional inhibitions), no boring sermons – just basking in the presence of God. Feet on holy ground. Honestly, it would be easy to make nature my ONLY sanctuary. However – quoting Ryan Dueck

“I was made for things like beauty and awe, certainly, but I was also made to be trained in the art of love. My soul was created for transcendent experiences and connection with nature, but it was also created for my fellow human beings. And, regrettably, I keep on blundering my way through life in selfish and stupid ways—ways that no mountain scene is up to the task of healing or forgiving or reorienting. I need to encounter God, yes, but God in the specificity with which God has made himself known, namely, in Jesus Christ. The God of creation can inspire me, but it cannot demand that I die to myself and become ever more alive and attentive to all the things that are ugly and easily ignored in the world—the parts and the people that don’t show up in carefully curated Instagram posts or status.”

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Christianity 1.1: In for a Rough Time

Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as his children.
Hebrews 12:7 (N

“We must not be surprised if we are in for a rough time. When a man turns to Christ and seems to be getting on pretty well (in the sense that some of his bad habits are now corrected) he often feels that it would now be natural if things went fairly smoothly. When troubles come along – illnesses, money troubles, new kinds of temptation – he is disappointed. These things, he feels, might have been necessary to rouse him and make him repent in his bad old days; but why now? Because God is forcing him on, or up, to a higher level: putting him into situations where he will have to be very much braver, or more patient, or more loving, than he ever dreamed of being before. It seems to us all unnecessary: but that is because we have not yet had the slightest notion of the tremendous thing He means to make of us.”

C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity