In just over four weeks’ time we have a glorious spiritual retreat. A place of recharging our souls and each other. A place much hotter than here. A place to relax. To slow down. A place to have fun. A place with new people. A place we have never been before. A place without church or bible.
And without those two bits we name that “holiday”. The unspoken teaching is that a holiday is of the flesh and indulgence (and a retreat is of the spirit and restoration).
I see no difference.
I wonder why the unspoken knowing is that God cannot (really) be found in a bar or a restaurant. Nor (really) found on a beach by the sea. Nor (really) in the laughter and bawdy banter around a table. Not really in the quiet contemplation of a distant horizon … a small working boat … a passing beach…
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