There has to be a personal God. My heart tells me so. My mind tells me so.
But first it was my heart that knew. My mind had to catch up.
My heart is thankful it did, because the heart that knows God is in trouble without support of the mind.
Yet the mind that knows God without support of the heart resides in a cadaver. Although the role of each is entirely different, both are designed to compliment and strengthen the other.
Before the “Age of Reason” the heart’s faith was perhaps enough, but Pandora’s box has been opened and the mind has risen to a position of skewed dominance in our world today. If the heart doesn’t glorify the mind it’s dismissed as an irrelevant vestige of the unenlightened past.
The mind must understand its limitations. It must clearly see for itself that it isn’t the infallible “be all and end all” of everything that is. It isn’t God.
That’s hard for the mind to accept.
Yet there is a payoff when the mind abandons self-adoration -when the mind stops kissing and hugging itself in the mirror.
The ticket to perpetual discovery and inspiration, without which the adventure of learning is over.
Because when we think we know it all we know the least, and we’re never as lost as when we think we’ve arrived.
Discovery is impossible without the humility and wonder of a child –nothing can be learned over time without it
The heart of a child with the wisdom of age is a blessing worth bowing the knee.