It was about 12:30am when I, chronic nighthawk that I am, decided to burn off my remaining energy and go for a long walk; a fairly recent habit I’ve gotten into since moving back to Uxbridge.
As I stepped out into the still night and mused over the beauty of the cheddar-tinted half-moon that hovered over the southern back half of the town, I began to stroll the many neighbourhoods that make up this wonderful little town and which my wife had once dubbed “Sweetville” shortly after our settling here the first time.
Halfway into my walk, I began to close my eyes and inhale deeply, saying a few prayers as I ambled along. As I did so, I became electrically aware of something I’d never really experienced before. My nose could see! I mean, I know it’s always been able to smell stuff. But I’d never actually accessed its lavish abilities. I learned that when you really give it full reign, you can actually use your nose to assess where you are, what your eyes may or may not be perceiving and even what’s up ahead in your travels. The olfactory proboscis bounces back information to your brain like a radar device and you find your self saying to yourself, “That’s a maple tree!” … “Oh, and that’s water – I smell the falls coming off the pond!” … “Apple blossoms are up ahead!” … “Must be recycle day – smell all of that card-board!”.
I got to thinking that a living and vibrant faith, once it’s been handed to us by the Creator above, creates within us the same kind of powerful awakening that would ensue upon our receiving say, a new set of eyes with which to view things, or in my case, a very awake nose with which I could identify my surroundings!
Unconventional thinking is how lives are changed. If we always see things the same way, we can never grow or properly identify the world around us. Faith is unconventional, and oft thought as being futile and ‘blind’. But the faith Christ gives us is not that at all. Faith in God is learning to see through His senses. What was mundane to us due to our limited scope or that which might have been completely ignored by us before is gradually (or sometimes rapidly) thought of quite differently. We begin to hurt over things that hurt our Lord. We are enthralled by things that enthrall the Spirit of the Kingdom we become new citizens of. Real faith changes our outlook and bridges the gap between what we’ve always known, and what we have yet to know about the familiar things in our lives.
If we learn to fully access the portion of faith God lovingly gives us, we’ll realize that it isn’t so much about our moving mountains as it is our allowing the mountains to move us.
1. “Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.”
© 2011 Flagrant Regard
1. Words: Attributed to Dallan Forgaill, 8th Century (Rob tu mo bhoile, a Comdi cride); translated from ancient Irish to English by Mary E. Byrne, in “Eriú,” Journal of the School of Irish Learning, 1905, and versed by Eleanor H. Hull, 1912, alt.
NOTE: This blog-post was from last summer (2011). We’ve since moved from ‘Sweetville’ to just north of the G.T.A. where nature and beauty still surround us. We are so truly blessed!