We want so desperately to turn the life of the spirit into a methodology that can be prescribed and followed, negating our need to commit our lives to hearing his voice and following wherever that may lead.
What is faith? Is it a one time belief that grants us access to God’s kingdom? Is it a magic formula to save us from certain calamity. Or is it a seed that has to be watered, tended to, acted upon?
For as long as I can remember, I’ve despised not knowing. At times it’s driven me to perfectionism, wanting to get everything just right, crossing all the t’s and dotting all the i’s.