Thursday, January 6, 2011

"Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning."

Dear God,

I have had a glorious time on this Earth and under your dominion, and it is a relief in many ways to be entering into your true kingdom. I have left behind loved ones, yes, but I have also discarded this earthly flesh, and with it the sins of the body.

I feel like I am looking out the window at myself, and that the old version of me wants to eat or become me or both, for I am a bird here, or a cat that is a bird.



There will be good things to come. And more good things will come from those things. There is a mortal coil that I have unraveled like a bit of yarn and a point of light as sent from a laser device that is the small red moment I have chased off into the arms of salvation.

Lions too shall bow. I sign off in peace.

Amen.