| 7 January 2005 |
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| I am not worried: I worry the frayed edges The tapestry ravels itself out here! (With my help, it takes a little longer) Know God? I laugh... How can we ever know God until we've seen The End? Follow the pattern outward Roll the dice one million times The lightning-quick fingers still twist and weave out there How can you know The Story until you know The End? Be contented with the story you author But know that your window on God Is from the perspective of one man. Do not be fooled into thinking that you can see the Beginning, the middle and The End. |