Courtney Cohen is my guest on Episode 41 (airing June 28th, 2019). Courtney and I discuss her newest release, The Sacred Shadow: Enter Into the Daily Mystery of God's Kingdom. Tune in and learn more about the book. Listeners will also gain some wisdom to help them recognize the nearness of God.
For Courtney Cohen, everything comes down to two questions: Who is God? And, who has He designed us to be? Whether she’s writing, speaking, or homeschooling her children, these questions propel her forward.
Author of multiple books, including The Sacred Shadow and Refining Identity, Courtney passionately helps others encounter the reality and nearness of God in everyday life. Co-founder of Now Found Ministries, along with her husband, Courtney utilizes videos, blogging, and books to encourage others towards intimate relationships with God and a deeper awareness of His Voice speaking purpose over every life.
Courtney is married to Steve, her most radical supporter, who also keeps her real. Living in Texas, Courtney and Steve have three children who, simultaneously, bless her socks off and keep her on her toes.
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Vimeo Channel: https://vimeo.com/channels/nowfound
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Enjoy this excerpt of The Sacred Shadow courtesy of the author:
So many people feel an immense barrier looming between them and God, between the physical and spiritual realms. But, that's the lie. The barrier is thin, translucent, penetrable, inviting. What is this barrier? It may be as basic as surrender. Surrender is not prideful. It trusts not in itself. Surrender is open, releasing what is known, open to what is as yet unknown. Surrender. Where we recognize that what we see is not all that there is. And, even more, what we see is just a shadow. What we see is a far cry from
what is deeply real. What we see may as well be a stick figure drawing placed next to the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
There is color and depth and artistry and design and meaning and heart there in the realm of reality. But we must shift our definition of reality. Poetry and art and music draw one in, touch on a heart
string that cannot fully express the depth of meaning. Thin places. The veil pressed in. The veil being penetrated. Let's stay there…
It's the God who loves me who makes me real. His breath breathed through me, His Spirit residing in me, His voice calling to me within and without. This is what it is to be real.
I often weary of this physical realm and all the focus of the senses. It leaves much to be desired when it is utterly disconnected from the realm of reality. And yet there is purpose here. How can we shift from the trite and meaningless to the deep and full?
Isn’t it here? The wonder? Why do I spend so much of my living hours struggling to see it? Do we truly stumble so blind that we must be affronted with blinding magnificence for our blurry-soul-sight to recognize grandeur? The very same surging magnificence that cascades over our every day here. Who has time or eyes to notice? Wonder really could be here – for the seeing eyes.
The Sabbath is another thin place. This place is the place of time. Odd that God declared a time (not a space) as the first designated “holy” thing. The Sabbath is much, much more than an appointed time for rest. It's a regular opportunity to return focus back to the realm of reality, the spiritual overlay. More than kicking up feet, laughter, and sleep, Sabbath is an invitation each week to walk through the veil once more. The physical tries desperately to dominate our focus. To convince us that's all there is. And with the
neglect of the Sabbath invitation, we neglect the really real.
The culture of instantaneous gratification leads to the challenge of experiencing this level of real. We want things packaged conveniently. Quick blurbs. Poignant quotes. We've been deceived to believe that one more tweet-able sliver of thought will transform our very lives. Social media overflows with triteness and platitudes. Face-to-face conversations are littered with the petty, given as answers for the deep. How far we've gone.
We're too busy to dive in the deep end. Or we're too scared. They're basically the same thing anyway. Stay busy so we don't have to fear a lack of provision. Stay busy so we don't have to face the knowing silence. Stay busy so we can't hear the Voice beckoning us beyond the veil between realms. See and hear and smell and touch and taste, but do not dare breathe in Spirit. Because then our bubble of control and meager understanding will surely burst.
I am tired of walking busy. I would rather walk on water. Slow, steady, walking miracles with each step. The thin place in walking on water is right above the water's surface, where the invisible floor lies, paved by our surrender, our complete trust in God. A call to surrender. A call to trust. A call to be.
Let our prayer be simply this: God help me. Help me be. The doing is just too much when the being lacks.