The end was not what I had expected.
I still didn’t read those pages of tiny font explaining my terms of acceptance…
don’t let it be lost to time
It’s good to get rid of the darkness.
Today I live and stand in my own story.
editing is god.
– and good.
demands, to get
all in vain.
“There’s no chairlift in sledding!”
I shout to the lighthearted in skis.
Ye who proffer pain and poison
doom and gloom
leaders of the somber cortège
through my mind’s spare room
speak to me, my muses
with this Life?
I am not ready for anything to happen
Blessings and breakage live perilously close to one another.
At times, blessings and breakage intertwine, to the point where you often can’t tell one from the other, if, in fact, they are not already one and the same.
In order to become something useful or beautiful, that pile of wood has to go through a transformative process that only a true woodworker understands. And for this craftsman, that process becomes very personal, with the wood an extension or representation of myself, going through life, going from a pile of wood, to becoming something beautiful and useful.
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Pretty much every model of Christian thought I have sat under has happily fed my view that “The Kingdom of God” is mostly a place that is not here, in a time that is not yet.
I make no claim on having “arrived” at anything other than to say I have been elsewhere and now am here.