Alien Drums

Some years back, my wife first noticed them or at least named them. They were up on tall towers and were big, round and white. Some call them communications devices. I do not argue with that; but for my wife and me, they became Alien Drums.

No, I’m not into all things extraterrestrial. To me, “Alien Drums” is a metaphor. It reminds me there is “something out there” — a spiritual world to be discovered, and it is a world that is in many senses alien to the visible world. So I seek to listen to the Alien Drums; I seek to hear the sounds from beyond. I think they are not just sounds of stuff with mystical awe attached, although that is a part of it. I see it more as truth revealed; and that truth is revealed by an amazingly diverse group of sources.

Like the philosophers of old, I find truth to be an amazingly interesting subject. As a Christian, I give the Bible a place of importance among truth sources that is equal to none. I give it more than that; I give it authority over other truth sources. But life has shown me that God has revealed truth in amazingly diverse ways; He’s even shown it to me in small snatches from people or books or philosophies that I would not otherwise agree with.

Now, the postmoderns who read this will, of course, say I am not talking about “the truth” but “a truth”. I will give them that, to an point. I talk about truth as I understand it; but I do believe there is a “the truth” (if I may slay the language a bit) to which I seek to draw closer.

Enough for starters. More to come.