Good things as well as bad, you know are caught by a kind of infection.
If you want to get warm you must stand near the fire:
if you want to be wet you must get into the water.
If you want joy, power, peace, eternal life,
you must get close to, or even into, the thing that has them.
They are not a sort of prize which God could, if He chose, just hand out to anyone.
They are a great fountain of energy and beauty spurting up at the very centre of reality.
If you are close to it, the spray will wet you: if you are not, you will remain dry.
Once a man is united to God, how could he not live forever?
Once a man is separated from God, what can he do but wither and die?
~C.S. Lewis- Mere Christianity
Each Monday morning, as I transition once again from the observance of Sabbath with God’s people to move into the secular world of government work, I feel an acute separation.
I want to remain infected (and contagious) with the reality of God yet my life feels necessarily compartmentalized.
On Monday, I’m gloved and masked to prevent my infecting others.
All week I am exposed daily to the reality of the world and must defend myself from getting infected.
If I’m to be contagious, let it be because I’m overwhelmed with the Spirit, not the world.