…and they said to an old priest, ‘speak to us of religion.’
And he said, “Have I spoke of anything else this day? Is not religion all deeds and all reflection, and that which is neither deed nor reflection but a wonder and a surprise ever springing in the soul?”
Even while the hands hew the stone or tend the loom, who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupation? Who can spread his hours before him saying: This is for God and this is for myself. This is for my soul and this is for my body?
And he said, “Your daily life is your temple and your religion. Whenever you enter it, take with you your all. Take the plow and the forge and the mallet and the lute, the things you have fashioned in necessity or for delight.”
For in every sense you can’t rise above your achievements nor fall lower than your failures. You cannot fly higher than your hopes nor humble yourself lower than their despair.
And he said, “If you would know God, do not try to be a solver of riddles. Rather look about you and you shall see the answers. Playing with your children, look into space and you shall see Him walking in a cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning, descending in the rain. You shall see Him smiling in flowers and then rising and waving His hands in trees.”
What you think about God says more about you than it does about God. If you think God is way up there and you can never reach God, you’re speaking of your own limitations, your own shut window.
Speak about the God of Truth and the open connection that is always there, when you simply pray and listen.
Khalil Gibran, adapted