I sit inside, at work. but i am not inside. my heart is free, and it roams around outside, enjoying the warm sunshine, the warm air, the refreshing breeze that will never be matched by canned air conditioning. how can God live in a building? why do humans always want to put God inside? God made the outdoors. we made the indoors. i just want to be outside, God made it for us. he made it for us to enjoy. when we sinned, he cursed it, but it’s still enjoyable. it’s beautiful, only because God is. the essence of true beauty is God. humans have perverted that, but if you look closely, you can see God’s depth in all that he’s created. look at a tree, why does it grow up? why do some twigs have leaves and some don’t? what person can tell you that, without years of study? and that came from a word of God’s mouth. what about bumblebees? ever seen them fly around? they make ridiculously high G-force changes in direction every few seconds. how do they do that? i bet few scientists could tell you that. God is so mysterious! and nature inspires me. here i am, sitting in four, straight, smooth, uni-colored, tame, lame walls of the same….boredom… God created man to be outdoors. and therefore, that’s where my heart is. but at least man had the sense to make windows. and so here i sit, staring out a window, jealous of my free heart, roaming around outdoors, longing to join it.
i guess i sound somewhat crazy. but then, free hearts usually do. not many people are used to free hearts, and i suppose few know how to handle them…but then that’s because they not handle-able.
beauty inspires me. as it does every man. it helps me to passionately chase after God. who can know his mysteries? and yet he longs to show us and reveal to us his mysteries. but we have to seek him.
and so i seek him. even from inside the rooms of nothing. i seek God.
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