I am enjoying the scenery of Whidbey Island, north of Seattle in quaint B&B for a few days. As I kick off a summer study break, it amazes me how, the faster I go, the more time I need to really engage with my heart. The best way to describe this moment is what Henry Cloud calls, “excavating your soul.” He writes, “There is no shortage of things in this life that will bury your heart and your soul." At this moment, I am absorbed in the silence. I don’t want to produce, I simply want to be; to reflect, to think deeply about my life and my Savior. What am I thinking about? One snaphot:
If we were created to live with love as a normal state of being, how am I doing? How am I receiving and how am I giving? I want to know the “normalcy of love.” Both love as a normal state and love in the normal things of life.
It seems to me that clarity in life is superficial at best without the practice of soul excavation.