Like a monk in the desert




About a month and a half a go I was sting in my work truck feeling depressed and frustrated with life. I prayed to God to help me with these feelings. He gave me one more vision. This one was of a monk in a desolate desert. (Is there any other kind?) God told me that I would be like a monk in the desert.

This has taken me this long to understand the vision and I am still learning more. I felt alone emotionally, spiritually, and just about every other way you could think of. God was teaching me to rely on him alone and that suffering produces patience. (Jam1:3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.)

So I went to google and looked up monk in desert. There I learned about the desert fathers and the Jesus prayer. Witch led to Christian mysticism. Four years ago I happened a cross a little book by Brother Lawrence. This book changed me just from the introduction I know that this was the missing part from my faith. That book led to books By A.W. Tozer. For years I tried to get closer to God but my attempts were made in vain. It was not for me until the death of my little sister that I was ready to really chase after this. This vision caused an awakening in me. I realized that this was what God wanted from me as a person. He wants me to devote my life drawing close to him. I am still in my infancy as far a learning goes but I will tell anybody interested. It is not an over night thing. Practicing the presence of God is a prayer driven life. You could in a lot of ways equate it to learning an instrument. You do not start out playing Mozart. You first need to learn your notes and scales. Then maybe twinkle twinkle little star. It is a long process Catholic monks and laymen, Orthodox monks and laymen, Protestant writers clergy and laymen all say the same thing in that respect.

So that brings us up to current time and space with the blog. We are now in the present.