Fabrique au God.

To be made in God. My imagination is pulled through a spectrum of light, comprised of threads that burn as brightly as the sun, and consume as throughly as an abyss. Woven fragments that I am beginning to be able to name with confidence. I feel that my faith has developed a crossroads. I have an emotive, physical and intellectual grasp on my personal spirituality, and I have an emotive and intellectual grasp on a universe of potential and questions. I do not feel I have to choose a single direction to trace. Rather, I feel that it would serve me to relinquish fear of choosing, and convert the split into a wider path. I have noticed that the more I pull away from fear, the less room darkness has to consume nooks and crannies and eat away at me. I prefer to not be consumed by darkness and fear, so I think I will relinquish my addiction to satisfying it.
I have also noticed as I am outside of knowing, the more inside I feel the knowing. The less I neatly package everything, the more precise and clear everything seems.
so...onward fair day! Ignite my heart and hear my song in praise. mim