I think I am becoming more comfortable with God.
It's not something I've really laboured and thought too deeply about recently.
I feel like the letting go has allowed for some sort of equalibrium to happen.
It's not that I've entered into the Peace That Passes Understanding.
I'm not sure that peace truly exists.
I don't have to name it, or subscribe to aything. This is not required.
I am human.
The God of pink skies and big mountains and pinhole photography, has
quietly slipped in. We commune in silence. God is not audible.
The voice that I think might be God, is a bit of an imp. A Devil's advocate.
But it challenges me, and makes think differently. This (possible) God
is even kind of hilarious sometimes.
And if it isn't God, if it's just me getting wiser, who cares?
The point is that I am comfortable with God.
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