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A Playground for Bighorn Sheep

A Playground for Bighorn Sheep

Addictions

Tim Riter August 19, 2013

Once

     under two minutes

     I ate an entire berry pie

Thereby

     proving my gluttony

     winning the blue ribbon

     losing my love for berries for years

But today

     having ridden the Honda sport bike almost 600 miles

   having seen the massiveness of your mountains and the rolling green hills and verdant         pastures

     having smelled new mown hay and rain infused sage and mint

     having viewed yearling deer grazing and red-tailed hawks soaring and chipmunks scurrying

     having observed placid lakes and rushing rivers and slow irrigation ditches

     my addiction to you

     merely grows

Funny. With some things, overdoing it is deadly. Too much and I’m bored and done with it. But I’ve found that, like an addiction, connecting with God merely expands my desire. Unlike an addiction, I don’t necessarily need larger amounts of my “fix” to gain the same gain. But my hunger for God grows with more time spent with him. And, conversely, it decreases with less time.

I suspect that’s from the finite/infinite divergence in our being and God’s. How can the finite ever encompass the infinite? We just can’t exhaust the infinitude of God.

Strange, though, how we so run after the finite to feed our need for transcendence. Jobs, family, success, wealth and leisure are good, but inadequate goals to give our lives to.

KICK STARTING THE DISCUSSION

What do you seek with your life? How’s it working for you? Where does the infinite fit in?

 

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A bit of an unreconstructed Jesus freak. Almost old enough to have known him when he walked this world. About 27 on the inside. Investing his life in university and teen students. Inveterate cross country motorcycle rider. Nature lover. Entranced with the power of written and spoken words. Still learning.

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