There are the days when I can only believe in glimpses, and there are days when I can't seem to believe at all.
But there are words, with which I spend a great deal of time, because they build a story. If you ask me why the idea of God will not leave me alone, and why I give myself to the teachings of Jesus, I will respond that The Story is one that points to Him.
How it all adds up and fits together is a question I can't answer. The math is beyond me.
I find it absurd that a guy who can barely scrape together enough belief to keep living is here, in an international neighborhood easily overlooked by the Bible Belt that surrounds it, with the charge of living and speaking the Love of Christ.
But I am willing, and that seems to be enough for now.
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