Dance with the Other

As a mother and the baby she holds in her arms, as a father and child, as two in courtship or in marriage, so we are with Him. One chases, the other runs away. One runs away, the other chases. One initiates, the other responds. The other initiates, the one responds. It is a dance, a game, a duet that plays as surely as the pulse of life.

Until one falls away and becomes estranged. Then the other looks and says, "This is not an other. We are one and the same." And so, they return to each other's arms once again.

It is a great mystery, but in estrangement, there is found the deepest bond.

T. Freeman

Time Machine

If you could travel back in time, what could you change? The world, its past and its present all belong to the Creator. All is as He wills it to be.

Perhaps you could replay some crucial scenes and distance yourself from the mess that occurred. Perhaps you could jump in and grab credit for some of the good.

But for that, you don’t need a time machine. All you need is to stand right where you are and say, “I messed up. I lost my chance. I learned my lesson and now I will do things differently.”

You will change yourself. You will change your past. You will say, “I am no longer the person who lived in that past.”

In fact, you do have a time machine.

T.Freeman

We Are the Child

Your child is not like everyone else; your child is you.

And yet, your child is not you; your child is his own person. A paradox.

Our souls are that paradox—on a greater scale: the nexus between God and His universe, where His own breath becomes His creation.

That is why we are called His children. And we call Him our Father.

T.Freeman