My morning's blinding flash of the obvious: Our lives are akin to snail slime...laid out behind us every step of our way, every minute of our day, always traceable right back to us, never showing someone else's trail...just our very own.
Flinching from "slime," I call that God's foot path that originates within our own self, goes to the soles of our feet and trails behind...ever pointing toward us.
Just another paradox, according to me. In leaving the tracks of our lives behind us, it appears we are leading, but it is God's path we are walking. God's will is ever done whether we agree with it or not. The longer we resist by relying on our free will, the longer it takes us on our path to reach that which we're trailing behind us...God.
Thank you.
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