Chasing after God- I mean the incessant need to pin God down and kick Life to the curb as it presented me its finest gifts wrapped in mêlée after mêlée was making a great mess of the seed of Cosmos implanted inside me. This seed was so mulched it is an amazing miracle of magic and magic of miracle that it actually sprouted and is growing healthily! Indeed it is never too late to be what I might have been when I confidently trodded in the directions of my grandeur ideas of living on Life’s terms with its conditions
I feel like Moses and father Abraham; not to mention Nehemiah, Jeremiah, Job, and Jacob!
Reiterating the fact that I no longer desire to chase God and the mere fact that God can confidently turn off the furnace in the refiners fire in its mansion and ignite the freedom freeway with the moon, stars and sun is reason to thank Life for all the time it keeps me safe in mêlée mansion.
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