When we have been divested of all we possess and taken to the end of the end where all things hang in the balance. When we arrive at that place where hope and hopelessness stare each other face to face and a single decision determines our destiny. It is there, in that empty void where all that was becomes insignificant and all that was once possible appears veiled and vague... at the turnstile of bewilderment where the mystery of faith wrestles past the heart and emotions for position and voice; in one single moment so infinitesimal that reason itself cannot lay hold; conviction is born out of the impossible and the unimaginable takes shape. It is there that the invested soul looks beyond the seen and hears the Eternal voice speak saying, “We are ONE!”
and agrees…
Such are the mysteries of God, and such is the hope of man.
© 2010 Steven Bliss
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