Have you ever heard the phrase, "I wonder as I wander"? This
describes me pretty well. I've always wondered odd things and I'm
definitely a wanderer by nature. I once asked my Dad, when I was about 4
or 5, if bugs got scared before you stepped on them. I find myself
daydreaming as I drive, wondering where all the different cars are going
and the stories of the people inside them. This particular thought
occured to me when my cousin Sheree and I were on our way to get our
hair done on the morning of her wedding day. As I rode along, other
cars whizzed around us. I remember thinking, "I wonder if anyone else
knows that this is her wedding day; that her beautiful white dress is
laid out carefully in the backseat, waiting to be worn on one of the
most important days of her life." From here I moved on to wondering
about the other people driving around. Were they too, headed to a
wedding? Or maybe to a funeral? Perhaps they were visiting a family
member in the hospital or a loved one struggling with addiction. Maybe
they were geting ready for a party or just running errands. The truth
is you never really know what's going on with someone else unless you
stop and pay attention.
The story and wonder of Santa Claus has always fascinated me. I found
myself thinking this year that the jolly fellow must speak and
understand a ton of different languages in order to deliver the right
gifts to (almost) every kid on the planet. That led me to thinking
about the other, eternally more important immortal being, the one that
encompasses most of my thoughts: God.
I found myself wondering:
What language does God speak?
It's an interesting concept, if you think about it. Obviously, God
is ultimately the author of every language in existence by creating
people and then scattering them across the globe (tower of Babel). Jesus
spoke Aramaic, Hebrew, and probably Greek. But what language was the
original? What language did God use to speak the heavens and earth into existence? What language did he use to converse with Adam? What language do
infants have thoughts in, before they are verbal? How did Helen Keller
know who God was, before she learned communication? When she was told
about God, she said that she already knew who he was, she just didn't
know his name. When in wondering mode, I often look to Scripture for
guidance. Romans 8:26 says this:
"In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not
know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for
us with groans that words cannot express."
This suggests to me that there is another language, an original
language, and it's a language without words. It is the language of the
heart, the language of love, the language of grace and forgiveness.
So, can we still speak this language? Does growing up and learning
grammar and rules and exceptions get in the way of our true "native
tongue"? Do we use our own human language and understanding to put God
in a box so that we can "handle" him?
This is why I am open to the idea on contemplative prayer. I think
that when we can quiet our own voice and mental noise and just listen,
we might be surprised as to what we can hear from God.
What do you think? What language does God speak?
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