My religion is the way I live my life.
Spirituality is the Spirit’s life giving me
life.
Religion is my Practice.
Spirituality is my faith.
Religion is like
the kindling, tinder, and fuelwood laid out for a campfire. Spirituality is the fire that comes from
putting a match to the wood. A properly
laid campfire will burn well and last long.
It will cook food and commence fellowship. It provides light in the center of a circle
and an atmosphere of comradery around it.
A pensiveness
comes as all else is eventually faded out into the shadows. It invites a truth of soul and a sense of
stillness. A realness comes forth from
the simple elements of wood and fire. It
is just you and the fire in the midst of others but not at the center.
The warmth
overcomes the coldness and the heart is warmed with stories and songs and we
begin to share the things that matter.
We are comfortable and content and wish to be no other place but here,
watching the fire transform the wood, producing the quiet glow of the white
embers of ash.
The Spirit will always transform the
religion.
But without the wood there would be no
fire.
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