to know what you think you know, sometimes -- SOMETIMES -- is good enough to get you through the darkest times of your life. sometimes to think you know anything at all is a guess, yet, when you play that guess out in the game life has found you in for the moment, the truth is revealed. the sacrifice of Paster Pope for his own redemption was found in his words, "I am so sorry I hurt you." (i kinda snickered at him under my breath, because #tbt i already KNEW that! yet, he was a kind man to take his very small steps in his journey that is quite profound and a beautiful story.)
what he did to adjust our relationship is forever from this time in his hands, he knows it. that's the program playing in his head, and i know that so i know how much that is untrue because the truth is, the "rest is still unwritten" right -- although some of it has been written in the past and is just now manifesting in some ways, life is precarious in the unique ways we build our lives with love and definitions of our programs for our lives to become the ones we want to live each and every day we choose to take breath and continue breathing.
i do know this -- i know my steps with him are as secure as ever -- just as his steps are safe with me and are as secure as ever. we stand in a solidarity for our community that allows us to come to the table to talk -- every time we need to do it. that much we do in solidarity.
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