Spiritual things are among the most difficult for me to write about. There is not really a point of reference for spiritual realities in the world we know by sense experience. At best, sense experiences can provide analogies or imagery for spiritual things. Jesus Himself acknowledged this when He said, “If I have told you about things that happen on earth and you don’t believe, how will you believe if I tell you about things of heaven?” (John 3:12).
That said, the most vivid and all encompassing experiences I have are spiritual. Nothing else in my life satisfies, nourishes, or sustains like communing with God. Nothing else compares. Clarity, peace, and connectedness are at their fullest when I am with Jesus.
Prayer is one way I intentionally relate to God. The poem below comes from my second book, Event Horizon, and is an incredibly feeble attempt to capture what I experience during prayer. Trying to put these things into words leads to paradox and confounding phrases like, “the in-beyond-within.” But that’s as close as I can get. To step into God’s sacred space is like being more in than within. It is a space where spatial dimension doesn’t exist.
Prayer In the dark behind my eyes, in the silence past my ears, in the in-beyond-within, I see; I hear. In the untouched past my skin, in the breath behind a whisper, in the space-within-no space, we’re more than near.
A Wandering Minstrel 