Sometimes you have to swing to both sides of extreme before coming back to the middle,
Back to the heart, the beating and bleeding, the real life.
Many of my beliefs I held fast on to about God,
About who I am,
Have been too slippery to hold on to.
They weren’t solid enough to grasp, they were squishy, always morphing shape.
So I let them go.
It was a difficult loss.
My former self cried heresy.
“How do I keep moving forward when all I ever thought was true, feels like a lie?”
But these ideas, this theology awkwardly handed to me,
Were nothing but rumors passed down,
Emotional conclusions formed at the whisper of an angry voice,
Leftovers from feeling orphaned and homeless,
Attempts to work your way back to God’s door.
I had always been terrified to let go of them,
but these “truths” were keeping me from being set free
they were wrapped up in ugly realizations
that kept me from seeing the real Truth-
Your face.
Your voice.
Your heart.
Who I am.
Because you see, a relationship is a little bit more complicated then a set of theories.
Rules can’t tell you everything is going to be alright.
A textbook can’t hold you at night.
And there is no beauty in memorizing the right answers.
Sometimes you have to throw aside all you know to be true,
and embrace the One who is Truth.
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