Blinding flash of the obvious: Just because we don't feel it, doesn't mean we don't have it.
The block we build on...the angels' wings that lift us up deeper...is that fleeting thought, akin to Holy Writ: Not feeling God in our belly does not mean there is no God.
Maybe that was the beginning of understanding this life, lived in God's mirror image. Truth begins to gel with the realization that life itself is spiritual in nature.
Looking back, we recognize God was...is...always present, but until we were opened to God, we could not believe. Could not believe that opening to God would come by way of our reasoning mind's unanswered prayer...i.e., necessary suffering.
We pray not to be the way we are, and discover that the way we are is God's will, God's way.
All our rues, regrets and remorses are God's slivers of gold, leading us back to God...which explains why love and laughter are the always answer.
Thank you.
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