I like the idea of thin places. “Thin places” are “a place where the boundary between heaven and earth is especially thin. It’s a place where we can sense the divine more readily.”
There is so much we sense and feel that is hard to put into words. It’s not that I think scripture speaks of literal thin places, but it is a good way to explain those times that we feel close to God, when he speaks to us clearly, when we see him at work.
But what about ‘thick places’ or maybe they should be called ‘heavy places’? Work has felt like a heavy place this week. I have an amazing job, but I’m elbow deep in a case right now and I’m watching the legislature ‘make sausage.’ Zoya’s sad eyes when I leave for work don’t help. It’s been hard to explain what was “wrong at work” the last little bit. It’s more than needing a break. It has been a thick place, a heavy place.
But articulating what is going on, is just the first step. Now I know how to pray. Be with me, allow me to feel you and know you are near. Even this realization is the first step, the sign that it is getting thinner.