“I want to ride a Lion and swim in the stars.”
by Judith Clerjeune
On a starry fall night, a dear friend and I gazed at the clear sky and she jokingly said to me, “I want to ride a Lion and swim in the stars.” My initial reaction was to laugh, but the words refused to fade into oblivion like most jokes do. They echoed in my mind, slowly taking a life of their own, begging to be considered and to be brought into existence. Maybe it was God speaking to me through that phrase, or maybe I was really tired and the phrase sounded really nice. Looking back, I suppose these words resonated with my heart so much because they perfectly captured the messiness that had been throbbing in my heart for the past few months. My heart was craving something, something out of routine, something that I had not yet been able to put into words, and finally somehow these words perfectly captured all my thoughts in one simple sentence.
I grew up in a Christian home and I’ve considered myself a Christian for most of my life. I’ve always thought that I had a steady relationship with God, but at an annual Christian fellowship retreat at the end of my sophomore year, I started to question if my relationship with God was all that it could be: I suspected there was more. I was hit with the fact that I always left these retreats wanting to be more authentic with God, but it never happened. Life always returned back to normal; I never followed through with all those wonderful plans and never applied those mind-blowing conversations to my daily life. I saw the ocean but I had always simply admired its beauty instead of diving in. I was dissatisfied with my spiritual life as it was; I was bored with the routines. I felt as if I were stuck in a maze of spirituality and schoolwork in which I was familiar Fall 2012
Fall 2012 issue of The Williams College Telos. Theme: Hunger.