A: Come With Me
Yes! You can come with me.
Please! Join me out here in the fog of the Great Unknown.
Yes, I understand. The house is comfortable. Very comfortable indeed.
But…it is also a place of idealism, judgment, and perpetual lack. Right?
Are you happy with that?
Nah. I can’t go back. I won’t. I left my fears on the porch, and they will rust there.
Yep. I know what I look like, wandering around out here in the gray fog.
I look silly.
But He is here too.
He uses a wonky walk to get me to laugh, and guides my steps
He’s given me faith, divine purpose, and grace.
So yeah, the Fog is now my home and my Shelter- my source of life and love.
And I?
I am the me I could never be, back at that old house.
