bits and pieces of clouds, ether, maybe even ideas
my posture as a jesus follower is something that more and more reflects my underlying beliefs about God. is God an angry white man or could there be something bigger going on here?
is my posture one of grace and love?
to myself, to others who are my friends and lovers, to my ‘enemies’
i wonder how i look to others,
and maybe i really wonder how i look to myself, in the mirror, really. am i a hazy reflection of grace and love?
i’d like to be.