I refuse to believe that only my praying and Bible-reading and church-going are ‘spiritual.’ I refuse to accept the premise that as I write for my job, or babysit a child, or market a fake company for a class project, my eternal soul is lying shriveled up inside me. My soul is not a dried-up piece of fruit that gets rehydrated by religious activities several times a week. It is living and full and active at all times, or it should be; it tastes the goodness of the Lord in secular music and exercise and the company of friends as much (or more) than in appointed spiritual programs.
Sometimes it feels like the spiritual programs themselves are what is making that soul shrivel up into insignificance. “Isn’t there more than this?” I find myself asking all too often. Isn’t there more than a three-song ‘worship time’ and a three-point message on how to live better?
Yes. There is. It’s called life. There are mountains to be seen, mountains that in this most beautiful season are adorned by the glory of multi-colored leaves. There is strong coffee to be drunk in the afternoon with friends, in the evening with the one you love, in the morning to ward off inevitable yawns. There is art to be consumed and created, art that may not speak of God and yet has everything to do with him because he invented artistry. There is work to do; a different work for each of us, that changes with the season, to which we have been appointed. There are people to be loved, in churches and in bars and in our neighborhoods. Not so we can ‘get them saved’ but because we were made to be in relationships with others.
We are a people redeemed, and each of us is one whole person. Everything we do is sacred. A.W. Tozer said of the false dichotomy between sacred and secular, “Of [a Christian believer] it may be said that every act of his life is or can be as truly sacred as prayer or baptism or the Lord’s Supper. To say this is not to bring all acts down to one dead level; it is rather to lift every act up into a living kingdom and turn the whole life into a sacrament.”
So go take a walk with a dear friend, and do it to the glory of God. Read a gripping piece of literature, and do it to the glory of God. Study for your exam, and do it to the glory of God. Encourage a brother or sister, sing a hymn, watch a good film, sleep, throw a football, eat a meal; whatever you do, do it all to the glory of God.
Your whole life is a sacrament.