Too much Time...
March 26, 2009
Have you seen the telemercial where the fairly frightening discussion occurs about toxic waste building up in our colons? I have to admit that it draws me like looking at a train wreck. I started a thought.
I have come to a startling conclusion. I push the deeper layer of thought away on most occasions. I am afraid that God’s best work in me lays somewhere to the back of my over-saturated brain. This clogged cranium holds onto random and meaningless bits of insignificant data. For instance, I wonder what miracle rendering thought lies just off of the fringe of my conscious awareness because I have chosen to remember That this week, American Idol has adjusted to a different set of showing dates because of a presidential speech.
My mind is bogged down to a behemouths crawl through the La Brea Tar Pits because of useless information. I have a vague understanding of Calvin’s “depraved mind”. It has me wondering a couple of slightly ambivalent postulates. 1. If mind mind is slowed because of an earthly inability to process purely, then was was our originally designed mind capable of? 2. In a spiritual sense, what level of slowing occurs to my spirit and soul… yes, even my body, because of a daily slagging of sin? What were these bodies capable of? What level of spiritual communication was achievable before the adamic fall?
I get a sense of it all when I see that Adam and Eve walked with God.
Yeah. That’s what I want. Lord, flush and purge the sin-sludge from me and grant me righteousness. Father bless my spirit with your presence.
I would guess that this is what he designed confession for.
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