Marcel Proust wrote "The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." Perhaps the same is true as it relates to belief in God.
The facade I am pretending to climb was painted on the flat side of a building in Cortez, CO. Just about everything in the world; its art, its nature, its people, and even me is a fascination. In order to know God, I need to give up my fascination with things I see in the world and focus on the character and purposes of God. I am not the point. He is. I exist for him. He does not exist for me. To do this, I need new eyes.
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