Mmm. Don't know if I agree with this one. The reading today talks about "When we are serious about living a spiritual life we are responsible for the milieu where it can grow and mature." I suppose that it true to a degree (and this was the reason I cleaned out my bookshelf) but I don't know that cleaning out all the non-Christian aspects of my life is a good (or possible) idea either.
A while ago I visited a Christian household where they have a whole room set aside as a family chapel and prayer room. I thought "what a great idea!" follwed immediately by "I can never have that." The choices already made in my life preclude it - to my great and ongoing grief and sorrow. And yet... if I lived in a Christian family, had all Christian friends, exposed myself to no other influences, I can't help thinking my life would be the poorer for it.
Um. Can this be right? Is it just my narrow experience that makes me feel that Christian novels are all trite and pointless? That most modern Christian art is insipid? That modern Christian music is all about how I feel, to the exclusion of all other themes?
The Christian life can have great depth and richness, but so does the rest of the world. Still, maybe I should create more time for God? Fasting from music starts now...
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