Words cannot express....

I've been reading small sections of a book called "The Presence of God." I have been meaning to read it for the last few years now. It's essentially the writings of a humble man who was a monk. But, he was a monk of a different color. Brother Lawrence believed in the ordinary and the regular. One of the things that makes him stand out is that he felt that God could be worshipped in everything....even the menial things. It's a great book.
I started by reading the foreword of the book and came across and interesting quote. The author of the foreword notes that we simply don't have very many of Brother Lawrence's writings. We don't have them because, "Brother Lawrence only wrote occasionally and often destroyed his writing because he found it so far removed from the vibrant immediacy of his religious experience." I was shocked by the truth of that sentiment.
I love God deeply, but I am often reluctant to force my experience of God into words or song or any other medium. In my own Christian experience, I was often awed when people talked about how they had experienced God. But the more I listened, the less I was impressed. I found people used their religious experience to prove their own salvation, holieness, or the authenticity of their faith. Gradually, I began to feel that many of their experiences of God were disengenuous and they often seemed to follow certain recipes or prescriptions. They were used for shallow comparisons and they always seemed to pale in comparison to the Real Thing.
Can the experience of God be contained within human words? I wonder if we sometimes diminish our experiences of the Divine when we speak of them? Yet by the same token I love the intimacy of the religious Psalms and I love their poetic descriptions of the experience of the presence of God. Maybe it's just that we need more creativity in our expressions of our experience of God, a wider religious vocabulary when it comes to the experiential? Yet can we still recognize that words fall short and that we need to speak softly, tear up some of our writings, and turn down our religious songs? After all, what expresses the inexpressible better than some silence?





