So uncertain. We pray and are shocked when prayers are answered. We do the same thing again even though we know the outcome. We do the same thing and expect a surprise, something different. Sleep and think we’ll wake. Worry and think we’ll sleep. He said don’t worry, not about food or clothes or anything. Don’t worry. True story. Listen, listen, He of all knows what He’s talking about.
Who speaks the truth anymore? He does, but who else? Products of circumstance or is circumstance the product? Meaningless arguments, sapping the soul, sapping strength. Energy melts, wasted on snippets. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.