"Didn't Even Charge Her for the Ride"

I tend to be a logical person.

The three most vivid experiences I've had connected with the spirit defy logic.

I've felt the spirit speaking to me through a shout in my head on a very quiet evening; a shout that stopped me in my tracks in a crosswalk and prevented me from getting into a car/pedestrian accident.

I've felt the spirit speaking to me through a weary Scout who suddenly wasn't weary when I asked him how he was doing.

I've felt the spirit speaking to me when I really had some heavy thoughts on my mind; speaking through a Weird Al Yankovic lyric.

As many others have said, my testimony of many things is based on my experiences with those things. And a strong testimony of one gospel aspect leads me to seek to develop a testimony of other aspects. It's not a place we get to -- it's a journey. A journey like author and columnist Jenkin Lloyd Jones describes:

"Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he's been robbed. The fact is that most putts don't drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be just ordinary people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration. Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. . . .

Life is like an old-time rail journey—delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.”

I guess there's enough logic in that.

Sometimes, the journey even feels like this.