In every moment we can awaken to a transformative, interpersonal-like communion with the uniquely all-inclusive way of newly interacting. We can rightfully name this communion as communion with God, without forbidding other namings. And even when life’s occurrences devastate us, we can, without minimizing devastation, still awaken to this transformative, interpersonal-like, endless communion, and at least begin to move on.
In fact, I awaken to this communion, somewhat, simply by writing this down, and then reading it.
And I awaken to this communion, somewhat, whenever I participate sympathetically in ancient and current forms of worshiping together. I sing songs, hear readings and reflections, recite prayers and maybe a creed, share a meal, none of which I would have written or designed myself, but all of which I can readily see as pointing to this transformative, interpersonal-like, endless communion.
Pointing to this is the best any of us can do, and what I am writing and reading right now is simply another way of pointing that seems to suffice for the moment.