At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.
At that moment of realization (that union with God is always present), that's when God let me go, let me slide through His fingers with this last compassionate, unspoken message:
I honor the divinity that resides within me.
The search for God is a reversal of the normal, mundane worldly order. in search for God, you revert from what attracts you and swim toward that which is difficult. you abandon your comforting and familiar habits with the hope (the mere hope!) that something greater will be offered you in return for what you have given up... if we truly knew all the answers in advance as to the meaning of life and the nature of God and the destiny of our souls, our belief would not be a leap of faith and it would not be a courageous act of humanity ; it would just be... a prudent insurance policy.
I have little faith in the theory that organized killing is the best prelude to peace.
Experiment escorts us last- his pungent company will not allow an axiom an opportunity.
The political arena leaves one no alternative, one must either be a dunce or a rogue.