EVERY DOOR FLEW OPEN
June 1, 2008
Along about midnight, Paul and Silas were at prayer and singing a robust hymn to God. The other prisoners couldn't believe their ears. Then, without warning, a huge earthquake! The jailhouse tottered, every door flew open, all the prisoners were loose.
-- Acts 16: 25-26 (in The Message, a paraphrase by Eugene Peterson)
Today every door has flown open. Actually, none of them were ever closed, but I didn’t realize it. Like many of us, I thought I was a prisoner inside a material body inside a material universe, threatened on all sides by every imaginable peril. It’s what I grew up believing, and my beliefs have held me prisoner. Today, though, I’m going to behave like a suddenly liberated prisoner, because the universe is far different than I thought it was. A wondrous “earthquake” of thought has destroyed the material restraints. I understand now that I live in a spiritual empire (the “