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lesessmore 62M
120 posts
11/27/2007 8:45 am
I Thought This A Nice Little Item...


I was reading something yesterday and this story was used as an analogy. I found it rather profound, and therefore, thought I would share it today!

Imagine a vast hall in Anglo-Saxon England, not long after the passing of King Arthur. It is the dead of winter and a fierce snowstorm rages outside, but a great fire fills the space within the hall with warmth and light. Now and then, a sparrow darts in for refuge from the weather. It appears as if from nowhere, flits about joyfully in the light, and then disappears again, and where it comes from and where it goes next in that stormy darkness, we do not know.
Our lives are like that, suggests and old story in Bede's medieval history of England. We spend our lives in the familiar world of our five senses, but what lies beyond that, if anything, we have no idea. Those sparrows are hints of something more outside - a vast world, perhaps, waiting to be explored. But, most of us are happy to stay where we are. We may even be a bit afraid to venture into the unknown. What would be the point, we wonder. Why should we leave the world we know?
Yet there are always a few who are not content to spend their lives indoors. Simply knowing there is something unknown beyond their reach that makes them restless. They have to see what lies outside - if only, as Mallory said of Everest, "because it's there."
This is true of adventurers of every kind, but especially of those who seek to explore not mountains or jungles but consciousness itself: whose real drive, we might say, is not so much to know the unknown as to know the Knower. Such men and women can be found in every age and every culture. while the rest of us stay put, they quietly slip out to see what lies beyond.
Then, so far as we can tell, they disappear. We have no idea where they have gone; we can't even imagine. But every now and then, like friends who have run off to some exotic land, they send back reports: breathless messages describing fantastic adventures, rambling letters about a world beyond ordinary experience, urgent telegrams begging us to come and see. "Look at this view! Isn't it breathtaking? Wish you could see this. Wish you were here."


For me at least, this sounds, if not like my walk with Christ; then my desire to walk with Him! It calls to me and awakens me to that desire to set off on my life's next adventure! Who's with me? LOL

cannerangel
(Candi Bogart)
57F

11/27/2007 7:42 pm

What a great story. I really enjoyed it!