Science validates itself by existence, existing. In this way, a fact is a fact is truth, again and again, for always, into infinity. So, how can we talk about God against a self-contained truth, which validates itself because it is, already?
Two things which are my brain’s “proof” of God, in the way where I seem to stumble into his face: The first is this concept; my imaginary friend can’t have superpowers. The second is love.
I am so excited about my future because I realize that I can’t stand in the way of his goodness. Even if I tried…
This morning, just before waking, I had a snippet dream. These are very short dreams, sometimes only an image. But, they can be so layered.
Personified voice of wisdom, or Jesus?
Sometimes I stop creating at the same time that I want to stop seeing and hearing; I just want to feel better.
Do you taste of freedom like I do? Munch on his words “wherever it pleases… so it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”
Freedom is rest. Rest is being taken care of by God. I think all my fight amounts to nothing is his hands.
I believe, God did not make life to be a competition; he made life to be a conversation
But, Jesus was welcomed by the street-wise people. And he was telling them to repent and they saw something lovely.