You can strive to believe, work out a theory, follow a path, research a method, acquire wealth, or give it all away.
perhaps ware a picture of a wise man round your neck, ware out your knees in church and even quote Sanskrit; the wittiest thoughts ever devised.
but if the lights go out, and every back is turned on you, when nothing you think is helpful and nothing you do will suffice.
when even your closet friend has abandoned you and you are utterly alone.
then you won't want to believe anything and salvation itself seems a worthless luxury.
it is then you hear, as clear as your own heart beat in a dark prison cell, three words;
"I am here"
nothing really matters after that.
perhaps ware a picture of a wise man round your neck, ware out your knees in church and even quote Sanskrit; the wittiest thoughts ever devised.
but if the lights go out, and every back is turned on you, when nothing you think is helpful and nothing you do will suffice.
when even your closet friend has abandoned you and you are utterly alone.
then you won't want to believe anything and salvation itself seems a worthless luxury.
it is then you hear, as clear as your own heart beat in a dark prison cell, three words;
"I am here"
nothing really matters after that.




