SaltSister has a wonderful post, The Life of a Dreamer, which I'd really encourage you to go over and read for yourself. The last two paragraphs just choked me up completely, and I'll quote them here. You will only see the true ground of experience in which they are rooted, though, if you read the whole thing.
It is said that God's children sometimes hear the cries of souls outside their houses. It is true, but only because He has heard them first and lent us His ears that we may understand. The blind eyes and the deaf ears of the inner man are opened. Some look to the physical manifestation of healing as the ultimate proof of the power of God. If the concrete world is a temporal reality, then it must be far more difficult to commit fakery in the permanent unseen world. For the millisecond that our spirit is loosed to behold Him, our righteous indignation sloughs off and we are left in fellowship with His broken heart. We see the mercy that covers the earth because of His work of redemption, yet not all have received the grace to reach out for that mercy. How is it that all have a measure of faith, yet not all seek or ask or knock?
Outward evidence suggests that life continues as it always has. Nothing changes, but in a flash when the eyes close, there He is again - always encouraging, always strengthening us in our afflictions. His worth is incomparable like precious stones that are seldom seen. In our affliction and weakness - not our strength - we overcome all things in Him.
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