Tearing at the Edges

Today as I was lying in the back of our minivan trying to get some much needed rest I noticed some small tears in the tinting on the windows back there. Not that I hadn't noticed them before, but this time they stood out in a metaphorical manner. These spots were rather tiny, about the size of my pinky nail, but being so very different from their surroundings they cannot help but stand out. As I watched the scenery go by outside it became apparent that there was a need for steady concentration to actually pick out the details going by through these tiny holes. Now one may say that someone with a less diminished capacity would be satisfied with viewing things through the much larger tinted area of window, which offered larger views and greater ease. The problem with this is that it is a tinted view.
This made me think of the life in the Spirit. As Wes Campbell said once, yes we can pray for healing, but the effort it takes to live in that kind of faith is a lot of work. The effort of focussing on that little piece of reality in the back of the minivan was also a lot of work, but it was the only view of reality available. It really is much easier to look at the larger tinted view so as to make it both easier and more acceptable if only for awhile, because remember that I said this reminded me of life in the Spirit with a capital 'S'. He is that constant rip in the tinting that cannot help but catch your eye. He reminds you of what the view really looks like. So every day He lays out the choice for us, will we settle or will we tear at the edges for a better view? Will we hunger or will we sate?

I pray for the courage to tear at the edges....for all of us.