Where the Wild things are...
That's where I reside
Post up to the Horizon
Running free
Unabashadly me
Victory my currency
Truth my relief
God my need
As I keep running free
Wow, release is so mesmerizing. I am so blissful in the moment I thought would devastate me. The stress is finally gone. Sometimes your worst fear is the best thing that can happen to you. I kept praying to God as I kept believing in Him less and less each day to spare me of my fear. Yet the greatest blessing that He gave me was to let me go through this. I've realized the most important thing He does with humanity is give us a new perspective, a new amazement at life. To see beauty in the ugliest of times or things. What I think should happen in life is too simplistic an answer to the beautiful complexities of life. Simplicity tends to not intrigue me as complexities do. What has come out of my journey is a more complex view of what God really means. The ridiculous modern cliches many keep spouting are just self-delusions to keep them from seeing how complex life is. If life is that complex, why did you even think that your Creator would be that simple? Look at how intricate the world is. How complex yet deliciously sumptuous it is to the senses. If your "faith" is so shaken when someone challenges your belief then your belief is of no value at all. God is in the details. God resides everywhere. Once you understand the character of someone, you will see it everywhere. I have learned wisdom, I have gained life lessons, and a freedom from fear. I see testimonies of Truth all around me. This is what true belief in God is about. I give over my flawed way of thinking to be endowed the complex mind of Christ. Yup, the situations that sought to break me, the things that diminished my belief, the situations which ebbed away my faith made me into a believing Christian. No hell damnation preacher could ever get me to this point. Life and trials showed me the way. Running away, I ran right into heavenly expectation.
Faith is a journey.
The Journey of an imperfect being grasping the concept of a perfect God.
Perfection is not what I think is fair- it is what the One who created it is.
Only the Originator can understand the full picture.
The creation can only understand the lines.