The hour grows late.
The dark veil falls.
Silence pierces the comfort. Shall I regard the begging questions or heed the ache? Nay. Everyman - of humanity’s breath - am I, and pride is my tether. Though to what it is anchored, why inquire? Is not life about exploring the many relative possibilities to answer its riddle?
Considering my own life and seeing the similarities with others of the Christian Faith, I can say with certainty that one of the most costly failures that we all experience is the equivocating, mistaking, and substituting of wisdom for/with knowledge or intelligence.
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What lesson is there to gain?
When everyday carries ceaseless hurt, you wonder what you have done.
Is there virtue or reason as worry increases?
Knowing the why may alleviate the senseless, and yet question is felt.
Silence seems the response to prayer and doubt, the true watcher. In all that you know of His Word...His character...His love, is there glory in pain?
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