When God and I began flirting I was so smitten that I kept stepping on Life while darting behind clouds of uncertainty and leaping over pot holes of calamity. Oops! I would exclaim nervously and Life just kept flowing with its finesse fluidity thus allowing me to get right back with its rhythm. That’s what usually kept me from running off the dance floor of creation. That and the fact that Life allowed me to groove at my own swing every now and then until feeling separated from the rest of the cosmos walked away from the showcase of time’s timing
Phew!
The cry 'persecuted pilgrim' was scorched in hell’s blazing fire purified many times until, hell freezed in action!
Compassion and Grace have my heart dancing with uncertainty and my moves are more and more impeccable with Life’s fluid finesse
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