Squeezing through the eye of a needle

The way I had to rummage through a mere few decades of my lifetimes made doing so through the eyes of a needle in a haystack very impressive

The waking of my very own morsel of God that had lying latent in my gut and going crazy in an effort to flow freely in and out so it can work along side life with me was well worth the wake up call that almost destroyed the alarm signal and somehow still left itself in tact. That is far better than the idea of trading places and giving a camel my opportunity to make it to heaven

I tell you when it was not the sparrow story it was the eye of the needle and the camel stunt. Something always got my attention in this illumining book call the scriptures of biblical history passed on from generation to generation as an empirical guide that can almost replace the internal guide itself-almost.

Just like a map will help direct the most appropriate route on a journey and still reserve options of departure and stops along the way of the intended itinerary, so too does logical intellect need the magical aspect of intentioner or the creator or aka and better known as God and of course God needs the intellect and its intelligence. How I choose to understand it or not understand or want to understand it to even meet it is often subject to change; so long as I can always have God as my conduit to the tree of life, of knowledge, of wisdom, of truth of agreeing to let me challenge it as much as it challenges me to want to challenge it so as to know it, intimately

That is why no camel or sparrow and no life after death gossip was going to get in my way of heaven on earth- live, and now!