I remember back in 2006, when my life was crashing around me, I snatched a few paragraphs of The Secret before that fateful meeting which sealed my bankruptcy. That short reading started me on the journey of ‘self development’, during which I studied a myriad of books, followed the wisdom of many leaders and completely bought into the concept of the universal mind/ intelligence/ cosmic energy, call it what you will.
In all cases, the teachings distilled into me being able to find the right way through life, through consulting with my inner self. However, something wasn’t quite right. As hard as I tried, I found that my own guidance, despite the many hours of meditation and soul searching was flawed. I kept asking the cosmic intelligence for guidance and wisdom but try as I might, no messages were getting through and my faith in humanism, for I now know that’s what it is, was not enough.I wanted to meet genuine people, who were far more interested in me that the contents of my wallet (well, credit cards, if I’m honest) and I decided that the one place I hadn’t been in for almost thirty years was a Church. So, one Sunday, I ventured in and the penny dropped.
All my self development and belief in humanism was leading me to this one place. The universal mind and cosmic intelligence were all very true and always there, but the ‘elephant in the room’ so to speak was that its identity was God, the creator of all things. I replaced my meditation to a nefarious concept with prayer to a very real God, in fact the one and only God.
I started to hear that voice of wisdom and knowledge and
feel real love from him and the congregation of the Church who he works
through.
I know that some will read this, laugh and scoff and perhaps
come back with some supposedly witty comments. Others may read this and may
want to know more and for a few, that penny that dropped for me will
immediately drop for them. Any of those outcomes are fine with me. I know where
my heart lies.
