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What does the divine immanence mean in direct Christian experience?  It means simply that God is here.  Wherever we are, God is here.  There is no place, there can be no place, where He is not.  Ten million intelligences standing at as many points in space and separated by incomprehensible distances can each one say with equal truth, God is here.  No point is nearer to God than any other point.  It is exactly as near to God from any place as it from any other place.  No one is in mere distance any further or any nearer to God than any other person.  These are truths believed by every instructed Christian.  It remains for us to think on them and pray over them until they begin to glow within us.        A. W. Tozer, The Universal Presence



When October arrives our world here in the Shenandoah Valley gives increasing evidence day after day that the Creator is here in our midst. No greater metaphor needs He to hammer home the wisdom that Old Age can be the most beautiful era of life.  With gratitude that I have made it this far, I’m remembering that God is shouting His miracles and wonders for me to absorb into joy and gladness.  I want to appropriate the intense color of these autumn days with a prayer that each day I can be more aware that Christ is here blessing me in ways unimaginable.  In his book, Abba’s Child, Brendan Manning tells the story of a journalist who stopped G. K. Chesterton on the street shortly after he became a Christian.  “Sir, may I ask you a question?”  “Certainly,” replied Chesterton.  “If the risen Christ suddenly appeared at this very moment and stood behind you, what would you do?”  Chesterton looked the reporter squarely in the eye and said, “He is.”  Manning continues:  “Is this a mere figure of speech, wishful thinking, or a piece of pious rhetoric?  No, this truth is the most real fact about our life.  The Jesus who walked the roads of Galilee is the One who stands beside us.  The Christ of history is the Christ of faith....Faith means receiving the gospel message... reshaping us in the image and likeness of God.  The gospel reshapes the hearer through the power of Jesus’ victory over death.  The gospel proclaims a hidden power in the world – the living presence of the risen Christ.  It liberates men and women from the slavery that obscures in them the image and likeness of God....

Autumn in Central Park 4 

For me, the most radical demand of Christian faith lies in summoning the courage to say yes to the present risenness of Jesus Christ.... My yes to the fullness of divinity embodied in the present risenness of Jesus is scary because it is so personal.  This yes is an act of faith, a decisive, wholehearted response of my whole being to the risen Jesus present beside me, before me, around me, and within me; a cry of confidence that my faith in Jesus provides security not only in the face of death but in the face of a worse threat posed by my own malice; a word that must be said not just once but repeated over and over again in the ever-changing landscape of life.  An awareness of the resurrected Christ banishes meaninglessness – the dreaded sense that all our life experiences are disconnected and useless, helps us to see our lives as all of one piece, and reveals a design never perceived before.”

Autumn Tranquility




But my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory.  Philippians 4:19


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