I didn’t come to Zen to leave Christianity behind.
I came because I was trying to stay, but differently.
Deeper. Quieter. More real.
Some people warned me: “Be careful. That’s not Christian.”
As if God’s love could be threatened by a silent breath.
As if truth belonged to one tradition and not another.
As if Christ would ever punish someone for paying attention.
Christian Zen isn’t about blending beliefs into spiritual soup.
It’s about learning how to walk the same ground with different footsteps.
I still follow Christ.
I still love the Gospels.
But now I know how to listen in a new way.
Zen didn’t erase my faith, it gave it roots.
It taught me how to pray without speaking.
How to love without agenda.
How to sit in presence without needing to win a theological argument.
In a world obsessed with division, that’s radical.
Because here’s the truth:
You don’t have to choose sides between silence and Scripture.
You don’t have to build a wall between East and West.
You don’t have to abandon your roots to open your heart.
What if spiritual growth isn’t about fences, it’s about bridges?
What if we let the teachings of Christ and the practice of Zen shake hands?
What if the same God who breathed life into the Bible also breathed truth into the stillness of a Zen master’s gaze?
That doesn’t water down the Gospel.
It honors the God who is everywhere.
Christian Zen isn’t here to erase difference.
It’s here to build relationship.
Between contemplation and action.
Between love and clarity.
Between traditions that, when stripped down, are both asking the same question:
Are you here?
If you are, let’s walk together.
Different names. Same breath.
No wall needed.
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