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Storm at sea
Thursday, Oct. 15, 2009
The last day we were in Crete, the storm clouds rolled in. The wind picked up, the skies darkened, and late afternoon the rain came down in sheets. I was in a windowless room when it happened, but we could hear the rain pounding on the roof. We dashed out to witness the downpour and the roiling seas crashing against the rocky shore.
It was just a passing thunderstorm. An hour later, the ground was wet and the sky was gray, but the storm had dissipated. But that brief tempest gave me a new appreciation of St. Paul’s travel to Crete, and of all of Paul’s journeys by boat in stormy seas.
Every time I travel, I’m reminded of how much we are shaped by our environment and what’s familiar. Anyone who grew up in Crete would likely have a completely different understanding of the stories of the New Testament than I do having grown up it the United States, thousands of miles from the geography of the Bible.
What is familiar to us can define what we are able to see.
So one of the most important reasons to meet people from other Christian expressions in other parts of the world is because our vision of how God works will always be more limited if we don’t.
Posted by Aimee Moiso