When we interrogate our own ambivalence like a soviet spy during the cold war, eventually we uncover vital clues that point to our ‘true north’ in life.
Mark Twain said; “It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure, that just ain’t so.”
I wonder how much we all know for sure that just ain’t so?
How often has the Lord had a counter intuitive version of your reality?
The story of Jesus is either the most impressive creative works of fiction ever, or it’s true.
Not a whole lotta room for middle ground here…
We didn’t have children because we needed the lawns mowed or the dishes done, did you?
What constructs of certainty have you built around yourself as protection against uncertainty?
So how does an addict of either performance or pleasure get free from their addiction?