Applied Pastoral Reformed Theology

I Am Always Spiritual, But Never Always One Thing For years, I lived under the weight of an assumption—that to be spiritual, I had to be engaged in something explicitly holy. That my connection to God was strongest when I was in prayer, in study, in silence. But what about the rest of my life? The moments of drive, of exhilaration, of pure, unfiltered being? Then came the whisper. "I’m still here." Not in the expected places. Not in the quiet of morning devotion, nor in the solitude of deep contemplation. But in the middle of motion. In the laughter of my children. In the push of my muscles against resistance. In the sharp focus of strategy, in the pleasure of pursuit. And suddenly, I understood what had always been true: I am always spiritual because the Spirit of God is in me. Not because I am praying. Not because I am reading the Bible. Not because I am in a state of theological reflection. I am spiritual when I am fully engaged in life—because all of life belongs to Him. The Wor