We Are the Thin Places

Thank you for sharing this, Kevin. I’m going to let this stew tonight and post some thoughts tomorrow.

Kevin, I did a post on this. You have very deep thoughts.

Thank you!

Adele

So many ideas popped in my mind while watching this vlog. The one that resonates most came from a comic strip — though not a humorous one.

The comic strip was full-color and featured a character who looked like the main guy in ZITS. In the first slide, text flowed in from the left: “Dude, you have to see this; you just have to see this!” That same slide showed a man on the right, standing with his arms crossed, ignoring the excited speaker.

The next frame pictured the excitable man saying one more word: “Wow!” Shortly after, Ignorant Man notices that Excitable Man has left.

Curiosity fills Ignorant’s face as more slides stream by. He doesn’t know what to do. Should he look over his shoulder? Find out what all the brouhaha is about?

Finally, Ignorant turns around, and instantly his features melt into awe and wonder. He crosses to a great light, his eyes as big as fists.

When Ignorant sees another man walking by, he says, “Dude, you have to see this; you just have to see this!”

Thin places.

To be one who renders that curtain should be more than an aspiration. It’s a privilege. It’s front lines, truly standing for the most glorious things we will ever taste on Earth: that love, that beauty, truth. Such wonders as these won’t always be timeless if they’re not continually explored, if there’s no flame to illuminate.

So here-here to delving in and pursuing that place between the temporal and eternal.

We are writers. And we are most definitely thin places.

When do I feel God’s breath? Like Eric Little, if feel it when I am doing the things was I was made to do. Creativity is that place. Whether solving a problem with wood, engineering, or a computer, when I am creatively solving a problem, everything works as it should . . . hands, feet, mouth and mind all in concert. Its a beautiful feeling and as you make the point, a thin place, where eternal touches the temporal.