Forgetting always seems to be the easy part for me…life drips freely from the space between your fingers no matter how tight you squeeze. Memories fade, names dissapear from my memory, and faces slowly slip backward in my mind. My faith seems to be the same way, I grasp a moment of trimphant enlightment only to find myself learning the same months later. Sin never seems quite so violent as I have to squint to look back to it. If I’m not careful, just moments after prayer it can all seem ludacris and meaningless.
Forgive me again, and haste the day…
No comments:
Post a Comment