People actually believe…they have Him all figured out, mapped out…dissectded and put in jars on a shelf.
 

 

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.) And as I lay there, it occurred to me that God is up there somewhere. Of course, I had always known He was, but this time I felt it, I realized it, the way a person realizes they are hungry or thirsty. The knowledge of God seeped out of my brain and into my heart. I imagined Him looking down on this earth, half angry because His beloved mankind had cheated on Him, had committed adultery, and yet hopelessly in love with her, drunk with love for her.
 

(Donald Miller is the person who clarified for me what I had always know. Faith and belief is more a matter of the heart than the brain. You can believe all the right things in in your head and not know God or have faith.

 

… we will fall in love with the God who keeps shaking things up,
changing the path, keeps rocking the boat to test our faith in Him, teaching us not to rely on easy answers, bullet points, magic mantras, or genies in lamps, but rather in His guidance, His existence, His mercy and His love.
 

 

The way John writes about Jesus makes you feel like the sum of our faith is a kind of constant dialogue with Jesus about whether or not we love Him.
(like Peter’s dialogue after the resurrection- editor’s note)
 

 

It makes you wonder if guys like John the Evangelist and Paul and Moses wouldn’t look at our systematic theology charts, our lists and mathematical formulas,and scratch their heads to say “well, it’s technically true, it just isn’t meaningful
(like microsoft help, which is technically correct and practically useless,  editors comment)