Freely. Without thinking of my self.
But how are we to come to know the order of the Universe unless have some sense of its seeming disorder? What if there is no disorder? What if there’s only lessons. And all these lessons leading us to Trust.
That cruel God that killed my brother has relieved me of abuse. Has given me a self today. Has stopped me from hurting over a situation that would have caused me to murder, be murdered or kill myself.
I’ve done none of this.
I’ve walked out of hell and into my own faith in a kind and loving God that uses the seeming tragedies of our lives to educate us and free us from our belief that any of this is real.
Yeah, I wanna see pictures of hot, naked chicks!
