Crossing Dimensions

Bright lights, white lights assault her, not the muted pink and gentle darkness to which she was accustomed. Stark light and emptiness surround her, where always water buoyed and rocked her on all sides. Instinctively she wails, clenching her hands to her chest and pulling her knees up tightly. She gulps a huge breath and another wail erupts as hands handle her, adding another foreign feeling. Soon, however, she feels her mother’s warm, living skin. She hears her mother’s familiar voice, though unmuted. She snuggles into these things familiar things and into the secure feelings they bring.

Her mother births her into a dimension, one that coexisted a few layers of skin away from her, one that she lived in despite her inability to perceive it. As her eyesight improves, she sees faces. She begins to recognize her parents. Her world expands as her senses’ pick up repeated input, and she is able to define, without words, her surroundings.

As we mature from infants to adults until death and remain eager to learn, the world continues to unfold before us. We send our thoughts to space to the farthest reaches past our solar system and galaxy, past the most distant nebulae and star, or travel in our minds in the opposite direction to the smallest component of an atom and smaller still to quarks and strings and concepts most of us cannot grasp. We contemplate infinity and express these thoughts in mathematical equations. 

Just as science points to realities beyond our understanding, philosophy fingers out into depths of thought we can no longer adequately define, concepts such as beauty, truth, and self. These notions exist beside us and within us without our awareness until one eureka after another our world broadens to our current understanding. 

We accept abstract ideas of scientists and philosophers, though we might not understand past the first paragraph of their discussions, yet our hackles rise when we bump into the existence of the spiritual dimension. This realm defies measurement and sharp definitions. This dimension makes us squirm, because we sense something is required of us. Acknowledgment of a higher authority? A responsibility? To push it aside, we tell ourselves that we have matured beyond a need for God. We refuse Him who created the other dimensions which we so eagerly rush to understand.

Yet deep inside, the spiritual realm vibrates within us.

When events threaten our understanding of our world, we instinctively turn to God for security. He is our parent, though we may have pushed His voice and the scent and feel of His nurturing embrace from our memory.

The spiritual dimension operates, whether we dare allow the reality to penetrate our embryonic bubble or not. If we deny God’s existence, we block the richest dimension.

God’s world is bright with light. It is filled with wonders beyond physical senses or ideas couched into words.  We find new wonders and a long-lost family. We find God’s reality overlapping our reality at every turn and wrapping it all with completeness. 

Where is this dimension? How do I cross into it?

One of Jesus’ disciples asked this question. “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?”Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

Paul also told the Greeks, “The God who made the world and everything in it, …made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place, that they should seek God, and perhaps feel their way toward him and find him. Yet He is actually not far from each one of us, for

‘In him we live and move and have our being.’ Acts 17:24-28

To experience this infinite dimension, we must be born again, birthed into God.

 

PS Look at the tops of the clouds. Two faces appear in this unedited photo!

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