Man, this really freaks me out in a wonderful way!
I got an email the other day and in the course of telling his story he included a question posed to him by a friend that he later said “rocked me to my core and ricocheted around my emptiness for years like a steel marble in a pinball machine.”
Consider yourself warned! Here it comes:
What if the guy who sold everything he had to buy the incomparable pearl, was God and you were the incomparable pearl?
What if? I have never heard that interpretation before. Wouldn’t that change everything about the way we relate to God?
