| Author: | Johnie Edwards | ISBN: | 9781312097803 |
| Publisher: | Lulu.com | Publication: | April 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Lulu.com | Language: | English |
| Author: | Johnie Edwards |
| ISBN: | 9781312097803 |
| Publisher: | Lulu.com |
| Publication: | April 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Lulu.com |
| Language: | English |
I tell you now that you will never know and appreciate God (that indefinable something which we all feel but which we do not fully know and understand thus leaving us unable to articulate) simply by reading a holy scripture. If it were possible, then I would know and you would know, and I could stop typing now and go commune with God in a state of Nirvana (the ultimate utopia or “heaven”). But it is not possible! I have found that a lack of knowledge and a continuation of bad ideology have cursed mankind to suffering. One must embrace a life of humble existence and experience the creation around him through the senses as much as possible with awe and reverence to the Creator. Could a man ever truly appreciate a flower by simply reading everything ever written about one? No matter how poetically written, words can never fully transmit the essence of a rose. A man must see a rose with his own eyes, he must smell it with his own nose, and he must touch it with his own fingers.
I tell you now that you will never know and appreciate God (that indefinable something which we all feel but which we do not fully know and understand thus leaving us unable to articulate) simply by reading a holy scripture. If it were possible, then I would know and you would know, and I could stop typing now and go commune with God in a state of Nirvana (the ultimate utopia or “heaven”). But it is not possible! I have found that a lack of knowledge and a continuation of bad ideology have cursed mankind to suffering. One must embrace a life of humble existence and experience the creation around him through the senses as much as possible with awe and reverence to the Creator. Could a man ever truly appreciate a flower by simply reading everything ever written about one? No matter how poetically written, words can never fully transmit the essence of a rose. A man must see a rose with his own eyes, he must smell it with his own nose, and he must touch it with his own fingers.
