My adopted son Matthew had never seen snow in Ethiopia. (That would be weird.) But he knew of snow, and he saw pictures of hisnew siblings in the snow. When it snowedearly this year, he seemed unimpressed. We thought he would be more excited. He looked out the window and shrugged his shoulders. We tried to get him excited about it, but hewas not.
But then all the kids got their snow gear on. Hats, gloves, scarves, snow pants…all werelayered up for maximum warmth and limited mobility. Matthew did not like this much either. He was hot and itchy. But then we went outside. The snow was perfect for packing. We made snowballs, and snowmen, and snowangels. We rolled around in it and threwit and enjoyed it. Matthew especiallyliked knocking down the completed snowmen. Doh!
Matthew loved the snow. He shrieked and giggled and laughed. He was overjoyed in it. When itwas time to go in, he objected. Hewanted to stay outside for hours.
I was thinking of this event, and the difference betweenknowing something and experiencing something. One can be objective, cold, calculated. The other can be known, felt, accepted. It’s hard to put into words the difference. It’s much easier to describe. The same is true of knowing about God andexperiencing God. We can know Godwithout drawing close to him, without being passionate about him, without fullyembracing the new life in him.
So when it comes to your relationship with God, go jump inthe snow!
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