I am fully convinced that if a man wanted to he could keep busy for at least the next ten or twenty years just reading the different ideas expressed in the thousands of Christian themed blogs available to us through the world wide web. At a touch of the keyboard we can be almost anyplace in the world thought-wise. It is a discussion that has an internet based community involved around the world.
For the most part I believe that this is a healthy thing—a global conversation that has the effect of making us all equal. There is no clergy and laity divide as pertains to the internet—no division between the secular and the sacred. And this is a good thing.
Yet I am disturbed by all the information available to me—it is almost to much. There are good conversations going on about everything that can have a conversation going on about it. Tithing and taxes; leadership and church structure; accountability and on and on. I have even authored a few of these conversations myself.
As I was reading tonight I began to wonder if a time of rest would ever come upon the people of God and me in particular. Will we ever reach a point of being content inside that we know enough to be at peace with what we know. I know that is a mouthful but you get the point—or is the point more about getting to the point of knowing that we will never get to that point and to make peace with that.
As I was thinking about this a verse to a song Bob Dylan wrote years ago came to mind (you almost knew that was coming didn’t you). The song was off his born-again album “Slow Train Coming” and is entitled “When He Returns”. Think what you want about Dylan and where ever he is today spiritually (I don’t really know), he wasn’t faking it back then. No one could write what he did in their sleep and keep it up for several years.
The verse in question is this:
Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease
Until He returns?
And to a degree this answers my question—if we can agree on what he is saying in this verse.
My take on it today is this: we will continue to question things until that moment when we don’t and then we won’t really remember it being any different—we will just feel it inside—that something has shifted in the way we look at life and our journey in particular. If we are asked about it we will look somewhat amused and wonder what all the fuss is about.