I always thought God was somewhere “out there.”
Loving us, sure. Patient, kind, creator, powerful.
But, out there.
I’m reading Teresa of Avila’s Interior Castle, along with some other contemplative authors who talk of God being “in here,” inside of us. Teresa says God dwells in the castle of our inner world.
Because I come from Baptist roots, I’m quite familiar with how awful humans are. We heard it regularly. And there is truth to that.
But Teresa says that the soul is far from odious, in fact it is beautiful. It’s where the universe-making, all-powerful god chooses to spend his time.
Which means we have free access to God any time we want.
It’s hard when beautiful Apple products are available to touch and notifications from Facebook and Instagram are pinging our ears and eyes. But I’m learning very slowly and failingly, that just sitting for 5 minutes a day and focusing on my breath and becoming aware of this Presence, changes things. Not drastically, not Damascus-road-like. But slowly. As Teilhard de Chardin says,
Above all, trust in the slow work of God.
Internet is not slow. Notifications are not slow. My driving is not slow.
But the work of God is often slow.
And God is not in the thunder, or the rain cloud, or the tornado, or the loudness, or the quickness, or the striving to get more followers or more likes or more more more more
God is in the whisper, and the silence. And we are invited into that place.