This weird thing has taken place in my life and I feel the time has come for me to confess this. I sort of feel like Usher circa 2003 “These are my confessions.” Okay, here it is: I read the same books as teenage girls. It feels good getting that off my chest. But I should explain. At the beginning of summer, I had a few students (and by students I mean high school girls) in my youth group who recommended I read a few books. So I took them up on the offer because…well…I am a good pastor.
Monday was a difficult day to get through. Once I heard the news about the bombing at the Boston Marathon, everything else seemed trivial and unimportant. I remember turning off my computer and sitting at my desk and thinking and praying and just feeling sad. When the world shocks us like that, it’s difficult to keep going.
I thought about the condition of my soul while watching the Oscars. Because award shows are a weird thing we do in our culture. We celebrate men and women who entertain us. The same thing happens with professional athletes and musicians. We pay them ridiculous amounts of money because they are good at making a ball go through a hoop, or great at playing an instrument, or as is the case with the Oscars, making a movie. It’s like we say “You are one of the best things in this world because…because…I watch you on TV!’
I heard about the concept of thin spaces a while ago. The story goes like this. Native Americans believed there were certain places where the spiritual world was more available. If you wandered to one of these locations, you were more in-tune with the spirit. They called these ‘thin spaces.’ Somehow, the spiritual world came alive because you were closer and more aware of its presence. I thought that sounded beautiful and not so different from what we experience as Christ-followers.