How to Move
February 24/10
I’m not waiting for theology to catch up with me.
It is grounded, somewhere far off in the distance; whereas I am lost in space.
There is no direction in unfamiliar territory.
Disorientation is inevitable.
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The only difference is that now, I am figuring out how to move.
I know who I am, and I know who is with me… but I am not grounded.
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And the truth is everywhere. I cling to it every time I find it.
And I am searching for it in all the wrong places, following it as far as it will go.
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It’s a dangerous way to live, but it is the only way when the end of life is certain.
I may not know where I’m going yet, but I’m flying there as fast as I can.
