I’ve been reading the famous Meditations by Roman Emperor and Philosopher Marcus Auerlius, and I’m yet again astounded at my basic assumption that, since wisdom is from God, it must therefor lie most commonly with those who know Him. But after reading works by non-Christian authors such as Robert Pirsig, Douglas Coupland, Marcus Aurelius, and poetry by Jacqueline Moore and Cole Swensen, I’m yet again confounded and embarassed at my own self-righteous and ignorant behaviour.

Aurelius reflects, in Book 2 – Meditations, about the common vain pursuit of foolish men:

Nothing is more miserable than one who is always out and about, running round everything in circles – in Pindar’s words ‘delving deep in the bowels of the earth’ – and looking for signs and symptoms to divine his neighbours’ minds. He does not realise that it is sufficient to concentrate solely on the divinity within himself and to give it true service. That service is to keep it uncontaminated by passion, triviality, or discontent at what is dealt by gods or men.

Lately God has been specifically challenging me to see to it that my faith in Him is not sharing its foundation with anything else – his Church, or the practices of other Christians included. I’m realising how truly He wants me for Himself, and I intend to fulfil that call.