Experience: Is It Foundational?

First off I would like to send you to where this thought process was birthed from. It is a blog from the previously praised The Rabbit Room.

I was reading an article by one of my new favorite artists Jason Gray entitled Making Peace With Halloween. First off, I want to say, please read the post and if possible a few of the comments, otherwise what is spoken next may or may not make complete sense. Once you have read up on Halloween and Peace, then come on back and we can continue the conversation.

Basically I agreed with almost everything Jason had to say. I found myself agreeing out loud, I found some of my own inner thoughts confirmed and really attached to his writing style. I was oblivious to the thought however that people could disagree with him after how succinctly he had put everything. I read every single reply to his post and found myself laughing out loud and coming up with sarcastic remarks for certain people, but I held my tongue (something I have been working on lately). I continued to think about this post for a few days. For some reason it was having a huge impact on me. I couldn't put my finger on it.

Then like a huge tidal wave the ideas and musings began to flood my thoughts. I realized something that has been very true in my life, and wondered if I was actually living life the wrong way. What I realized is that people were trying in there reply's to justify there stance on their own experience and maybe a close friends, or someone they knew. Most notably when talking about Satan worshipers and the observance of Halloween. Let it be known now that my intention is not to belittle or tear down anyone with this post. I did find it funny that so many people had come to such different conclusions based on experiences they had once had. My question is, who validated that? Why is experience so important?

Hah! Those questions were really truly coming out my heart and mind. Me, Ben, the dude who brings everything back to "this one time..." or at "this camp..." or "this song..." or "this person said". I started to feel a little silly. But what I was realizing is that my faith was actually to a certain extent built up of little moments in my life, moments that I was actually turning into relationship with Christ. Now I do believe that there are really special and influential moments in our lives that have grown our walk with God. The problem is however that we latch onto them as a true picture of who God is and what He has for our lives, and we often expect God to work the same way again. Here is where we fail. Our Christian faith cannot be rooted in a moment in time, but current moments in time, constantly moving forward. Our faith cannot be defined in one moment, truth is not completely understood in one setting, the knowledge that it exists and that I strive for it however is a daily process. A baby steps process, kindove like the movie What about Bob with Bill Murray. Where he has a fear that everything can make him sick and give him a disease. He has to learn to take baby steps to get over his phobia. The idea in my head is that our relationship with God is like baby steps, we haven't arrived when we meet Him or accept Him into our lives, and we wont fully understand Him and who He is, but we need to take daily baby steps towards Him.

So I began to think aloud with these thoughts, I tried it on a few partners at Starbucks. I don't think my point was made. One of them brought up the idea that she had been to the capital once, therefor she knew what it was and understood it because of that one moment in time. My retaliation was that the men who work in the capital know more than you, therefor do you really truly KNOW the capital? In turn our little experiences in time do not actually give us firm foundation in hope, truth, and faith, but they do point us in the right direction. I honestly think the foundation of faith and truth is being poured every single day in our left foot, right foot walks.

Then this past weekend I end up going on Village's Men's retreat at Washington Family Ranch (formerly Wildhorse). The speaker was Steve who worked at Western Seminary in Portland, Oregon. It seemed as if what I was going through with this whole experience thing, Steve was giving gasoline towards it. The movement was growing in my mind. He said a few things that rocked me! Here are a few quotes that fit into my current thought process (once again falling into the my experience or I had a friend who experience.)

"The journey in and of itself is not the goal. Our own experience is not the formula to Knowing God."

Holy cheese cake, I took that and ran with it. I was so excited! I have been having thoughts like this ever since India, but never fully validated it in my beliefs. I know that in the end my experience is just the stuff that happened on the way in my journey with God, but every day I wake up is the beginning of the rest of my relationship with God. I love memories and the past, but I also don't want to get stuck there. Stuck trying to recreate a moment in time that will NOT happen again. I want to be moving forward step by step or perhaps back a few or back onto the path that God has set before me. I know my relationship with God was intended to be limitless just as He is limtless, not limited to moments in time or specific rules. If I am genuinely seeking Him, from that will pour out truth and where I need to go. He will set my paths straight. I will Know Him, not experiences, facts, or laws. I will pursue Him one step at a time. I will enjoy every step until my last.

Thoughts?