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“Wild Goose Chase”
“It’s ironic: our society loves the thrill of a hunt, but we don’t seek after God. We pursue romantic partners, chase dreams, follow our heart—but we expect God to come on our terms and eat from our hand. Instead of a Wild Goose, we’d prefer the Spirit to resemble the tame dove pictured in so many church murals—a soft white bird, small enough to be carried in one hand, cooing comfortably on a shoulder. We’re uneasy with the thought of the Wild Goose—unwieldy, unpredictable, uncontrollable, demanding our utter concentration, tearing the sleepiness of our souls with strident cries.”
This was my very first blog post, and it’s still one of my most popular! Its theme–living in step with the Spirit–is the heart of this blog. Read “Wild Goose Chase” now!
(photo credits: Ralph Wood)
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