Freeing the Firefly: Discovering an Uncontainable God

Growing up I used to catch fireflies with my neighborhood friends. I'd grab a jar from the kitchen and some plastic wrap and go outside at dusk in hot pursuit. After I caught a few, I'd throw some grass in the jar, put the plastic wrap over the top, and place the jar by my bedside.

But when I woke up in the morning, the fireflies would be dead.

Because when you keep a firefly in a jar, you suffocate it. You don't give it the space it needs to live into the light and reality of what it is.

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